I speak in riddles so no harm may come to you.
Cryptic and fluent, my words, they flow straight from my soul.
Wounded only by neglect and exhaustion.
Don't you realize that the worst thing you did was nothing?
The worst thing you could say, is nothing.
I am no one's silent door mat. I am worth far more than that.
How I long for you to see.
There truly is so much to me.
)No time, no desire, im content. Be close so I know I have you. But please be silent. Be lifeless....
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