This flame inside of me ignites in the shape of you, but is trenched in the waves of leaving not the first and definitely not the last time.
Rip these fucking thoughts out my head and give me the ones I had before.
I can’t live another day knowing that I can’t look back without doubt.
So I guess I am better off if this all ends.
Get your hand out of my pocket, I am no means to an end.
Compassion over greed any day.
You could learn a thing or two from that.
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