You made me write
But now you're gone
What am I to do?
Pain has always been my euphoria
And you fed it to me
Kept me alive and breathing
I starve and crave for your toxicity
It gave me purpose
A reason to use my words
But now you're gone...
KCO III
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KCO III (Pseudonym) (
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