GUILT
Your insane guilt is driving me insane
draining me dry
sucking my life force out of my shattered body
Tugging at me
Pulling on me
Demanding of me to give, give, give
Even when I'm finally left lying, curled and shriveled, on the floor,
It would STILL
not be, never be,
enough
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