Can't you see that this is all for you?
Can't you see that I'm here because of you?
Every worthless word that I write is all that is left of me?
You want poetry?
A love letter?
I can't get a foot out of bed.
I am nothing, I am no one.
Since I am forgotten.
I was dedicated,
I was dreadicated,
I am deadicated.
All of these words and all of this pain
it's all for you.
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