You are my Demise

You’re going to be the death of me,

Though you will never know it,

For I shall slip away slowly,

Behind the smile I wear as my mask.

It may not be from your actions,

It may not even be from your words,

It will most probably be from a lack of caring.

As my heart, unfed, withers and dies.

Copyright: authorchrisbrown 

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