I remember you, but not like this.
Not scarred or marred.
Damage goods.
Before you met your fate.
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A wasteland.
A wasteland.
Destruction everywhere.
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Do nothing and save no one.
Do something and be judged by everyone.
Were his action reasonable, was he man deluded in madness?
Being inspected though the looking glass.
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Maybe I'm crazy.
Just maybe I don't care.
Don't you say it's over.
Don't you dare.
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Honestly I'm okay, no need to grab for my hand.
I can get up all on my own.
Determination.
Heart obliteration.
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The dust of an old photo, it is all I got left.
And now you want that too.
You can't steal what is in my head.
You can't dry my tears and make this all go away.
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Have you ever come home to a strange naked women in your bathtub?
I don't know whether to scream get out, or ask if I can get in.
The disarming strangeness of dualities of positions stricken.
Sometimes it is easier to try to not understand.
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I will not take part in the guilt trip.
My feet are steady as are my eyes.
Playing with the heart, testing it limits I surmise.
But the test has already failed.
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I'm sorry I just don't care.
I won't indulge in anymore of these kind of thoughts.
You are still trying to hurt me.
If you take your own life, I will not feel responsible.
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If you want to take your life that's fine.
After all I was in broken home.
After all I have been all alone.
It is not like I don't understand.
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