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The End *recovery*
I GAVE YOU A CHANCE TO TAKE MY PAIN AWAY
YOU CRASHED SO HARD
I CAUGHT YOU IN MY ARMS
AND YOU ZIPPED AROUND
INSIDE MY VEINS.
I NEVER WOULD'VE HANDED YOU ANY THING I HAD
BECAUSE IT WAS NOT YOURS TO HAVE.
YOU MADE ME LOVE
WHAT ALL OTHERS LOATHE
YOU MADE ME
HATE ME.
AND THAT IS NOT WHAT I DESERVED...
NOW THERE'S JUST A MEMORY SO VIVID W/ SENSATIONS
I CAN HEAR YOU CRACKLE AND MELT
AND I CAN STILL SEE YOU AND YOUR PAIN POURING INTO ME
POUND POUND
THE BEAT OF MY BREAKING HEART
POUND POUND
HERE COME THE TIDES
ROLLING UP MY ARMS
YOU MADE ME CRY
ONE TOO MANY TIMES.
FROM SELF INFLICTED PAIN
FROM LONELY NIGHTS AND RAINY DAYS.
IT WAS SUCH AN EVIL, WICKED WAY
TO HAVE SAID YOU LOVED ME
BUT LOVE IS PATIENT
IT IS KIND
IT ACTUALLY SHOWS MERCY
....
WITH THIS
MY ONCE THOUGHT TO BE
BEST FRIEND...
I WILL NO LONGER LET YOU IN
YOUR NOT WELCOME HERE
YOU HAVE NO POWER OVER ME
THE END IS HERE
THE FINAL STEP ...
TO RECOVERY.
YOU CRASHED SO HARD
I CAUGHT YOU IN MY ARMS
AND YOU ZIPPED AROUND
INSIDE MY VEINS.
I NEVER WOULD'VE HANDED YOU ANY THING I HAD
BECAUSE IT WAS NOT YOURS TO HAVE.
YOU MADE ME LOVE
WHAT ALL OTHERS LOATHE
YOU MADE ME
HATE ME.
AND THAT IS NOT WHAT I DESERVED...
NOW THERE'S JUST A MEMORY SO VIVID W/ SENSATIONS
I CAN HEAR YOU CRACKLE AND MELT
AND I CAN STILL SEE YOU AND YOUR PAIN POURING INTO ME
POUND POUND
THE BEAT OF MY BREAKING HEART
POUND POUND
HERE COME THE TIDES
ROLLING UP MY ARMS
YOU MADE ME CRY
ONE TOO MANY TIMES.
FROM SELF INFLICTED PAIN
FROM LONELY NIGHTS AND RAINY DAYS.
IT WAS SUCH AN EVIL, WICKED WAY
TO HAVE SAID YOU LOVED ME
BUT LOVE IS PATIENT
IT IS KIND
IT ACTUALLY SHOWS MERCY
....
WITH THIS
MY ONCE THOUGHT TO BE
BEST FRIEND...
I WILL NO LONGER LET YOU IN
YOUR NOT WELCOME HERE
YOU HAVE NO POWER OVER ME
THE END IS HERE
THE FINAL STEP ...
TO RECOVERY.
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