my fault

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I live with a creature Deep inside my chest. It is made of shadow, I can’t even beat it at my best. This beast urges me to die,
SEPARATION ~Linus   Here they go again All these fights won't ever end The kids are crying. There's no more trying. And your job needs you to work late I see you walking out the door
Every time I think of our time as friends, I die inside. I feel as though I just swallowed broken glass. I want to curl up in a ball and cry forever. Everytime I see you I think of my mistakes.
Sometimes I wonder, what do you dream about? Do you dream about wild fantasies where you are a queen? Do you dream about worlds made of sweets? Do you ever dream of me?  
They’re pulling me down I can’t make a sound They’re holding me under I can’t help but wonder if this is my fault
The tears she cries are not the good ones She was not just someone I dont know how it slipped my mind She was always so kind How was i supposed to know She was slowly letting go
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