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I need the time I never gave myself, time to revive the flowers within my soul that you wilted, time to repair the damaged engine of my soul. No matter how many times I showered in boiling hot water, scrubbing my skin vigorously to try to strip my skin of the feeling of your touch and kiss, it was still there. That was when I realized the most painful part. I could scrub my skin until it was red and raw but it would not take away from the fact that you were not on my exterior. You were deep within my veins. You had placed roots in my soul that I couldn’t bring myself to rip up.
You can only give someone
so much of yourself.
Until they get greedy,
and demand all of you.
And darling,
you can’t give them that.
Because when they leave,
and they will leave.
What on earth will you have left?
Besides your pain and sorrow?
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