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By: Rosa

spiltarts.comI slowly die inside
From all the times I’ve cried
I’ve cried for you.

You look at me with your beautiful eyes
You look right through me like I was never alive

I am invisible.

I’ll always be like this to you
For some reason I knew I would be like this to you

I wish you were missing me
Like I was missing you
But no matter what I do
I’m always dead to you…