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You broke me
I can’t believe that’s what you really think of me.
I was myself around you, I felt free.
The whole time you really thought I was a lazy PIEce of shit,
I’m used to getting hurt but I’m so sick of it.
People always play me, use me and hurt me.
No matter what I do I’ll never be free.
All these things become thoughts in my brain, wrapping around me like invisible chains.
The pain within becomes a swarm like bees inside of my soul, I can feel the sting and it’s taking a toll, on me.
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