Depraving, and smiling, and walking away.
I've given, you've taken, I'm crawling away.
You say, that you, are a big let down.
I begged to differ, I loved having you around
So many tragedies shaped your ideology,
And I can't figure you out, not even with
psychology. But I built you up, and you crushed
me down. A routine mistrusting, self-indulging
queen, even your crown, has flaws that bound.
Hating, is pointless, giving in, is too easy, But I've
never forgot, I will not forget, you. This bitter taste
is a trace, back to this desolate place, in the back of
my mind, moments to bind, to burn, to twist and to turn
to wish for just one simple word. From you
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