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do you still feel my tears when i cry them



and the scratches

when i rake my nails into my skin



my heart

when it opens for someone else

when you leave me again



and why do i write for eyes that don't read

and if my words were read

would your ears listen



i would come to tell you

i'm going away

and you wouldn't open your lips

to say goodbye



i could talk to a picture

and get a better response then you



and i can't stoop to

drastic measures

because i've already taken them all



but i am walking away now

because that's the closest thing i can do

to dying completely

without the tragic ending



you don't see me going

or hear my feet leaving

you'll feel me gone though

and you'll have no voice

to call me back again