It now belongs to you,
I stop fighting
I take a knee
And let you
Rip and bruise
Love and miss
Every part of me.
My mind and body
Is weak to your words,
Is powerless to your smile
and hopelessly naive.
You may be my final
Yet I know I’m not yours
Please, when you move on
Rip out my heart
I won’t need it anymore
I won’t want it anyway.
Schmeani Studio 
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