Tired yet of the games we play?
Dear I've loved you all along...

Even though we're far apart
Even though we rarely talk...

Without the tears
She would crumble...

How can you hurt me and not know it?
It's right there in front of you...

Pushing you
Away slowly...

Death
Dark, Peaceful...

Poem was made by using \'Mirror- Sylvia Plath\'..
I have no preconceptions...

I wish I were dead
Somewhere else instead...