To hate is to fill your body with poison
So what is it called when you hate yourself?
Is it still poison in your soul?
Or is it a mix of pain and defeat? ...
If only i could stop the tears from falling
If only I could stop the depression seeping through the cracks of your broken heart
If only I could repair the cracks
If only I could make the happiness come back ...
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