The Death Of Me
My lips crack
Calling for my most recent lover.
My knees weak
Falling for my most recent lover.
My eyes water
Bawling for my most recent lover.
My breath lurches
Aching for my most recent lover.
My pulse drops
Shaking for my most recent lover.
My heart stops
Breaking for my most recent lover.
Might as well pick out my casket,
Because she will be the death of me.
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