Do you Love me?
Do you even care?
Are you really even there?
I can hear you slightly.
The noises of everything is everywhere.
My thoughts are drowning me.
The fog is everywhere,
and I can't see.
The music suffocates my soul,
of words that are untold.
All the tears.
All the fears,
that high beneathe the blindfold.
Do you still love me?
I dont want to know.
Im scared of the answer.
Maybe yes.
Maybe no.
Even though you may love me.
I can tell that it is nothing more.
Just wasted love that pours on the floor....
I clean up the miss while I wait,
Forever more.
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