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The Good, the Bad, the Indifferent

Her love comes in seasons
At different points in the day
She can be warm as the sunshine
Or cold as the rain
I'll float away
Straight to outer space
With her lips touching mine
Or when I see her face
Just as I'm reaching
The highest I've been
She releases her dagger tongue
Cuts me back down again

And it seems so strange
To tremble at the sound of her name
After all this loss, there's still something
Something here to gain

She tastes of poison
Laced with something more sweet
But the bitterness follows
From the turmoil underneath
Her eyes are gifted liars
Like fresh ice on a lake
They invite me to the center
As it cracks and starts to break
I'm thrashing and flailing
She stretched out her hand
Dragged me from the water
To shove me back in

And it seems so strange
To curse her name
With all I've learned, I still feel
I still feel the same

She pulled me in, she's shut me out
She built me up, filled my heart with doubt
She asked of me to make her stay
Then spread her wings to fly away
Left but one choice for me to behold
To find the strength in me to let her go

And it seems so strange
Now when I hear her name
With all that I've gained, I don't feel
I don't feel the same
I don't feel the same
Written by Zach_of_all_trades
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