murder

you say the words 
words but
you tell no one else
no one else
but me
so i die
alone
crumpled like
unwanted paper
yet everybody sees me
torturing you
with the nothingness i give;
the aftermath of my
hurt
because all i want is to
vanish
and
disintegrate
yet everybody sees me
giving up on you
because you have
tears in your eyes
like
it is all
my fault
my fault

but they were
your words
in the first place

words
nobody heard 
therefore
nobody got hurt
but me
because nobody knows
what you say
when you
are
killing me

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