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As a friend<\/p>\n
as a lover<\/p>\n
I saw you<\/p>\n
sleek<\/p>\n
kind<\/p>\n
beautiful<\/p>\n
perfection itself<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I don’t know<\/p>\n
how to<\/p>\n
get around you<\/p>\n
To stop feeling<\/p>\n
this way<\/p>\n
you’ve always been<\/p>\n
there for me<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
You are my comfort<\/p>\n
my companion<\/p>\n
when I was down<\/p>\n
you picked me up<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
It’s kinda like<\/p>\n
love that<\/p>\n
hurts<\/p>\n
burns<\/p>\n
stings<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
you torture me<\/p>\n
with your love<\/p>\n
you fill me with<\/p>\n
holes<\/p>\n
emptiness<\/p>\n
unbalance<\/p>\n
dispair<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
You ask me<\/p>\n
if I still love you<\/p>\n
At first I couldn’t<\/p>\n
even answer you<\/p>\n
Then the answer<\/p>\n
came so clear<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I can’t love you<\/p>\n
anymore<\/p>\n
your love<\/p>\n
stings<\/p>\n
burns<\/p>\n
hurts<\/p>\n
Not like I should<\/p>\n
be treated<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I should be putting<\/p>\n
one foot in front of<\/p>\n
the other<\/p>\n
walk away from you<\/p>\n
But I can’t<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
You’re too hypnotic<\/p>\n
to refuse<\/p>\n
like a beautiful chant<\/p>\n
like a drug<\/p>\n
your hold is beautiful<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I don’t want to love<\/p>\n
you<\/p>\n
I bleed when I do<\/p>\n
but you wont let go<\/p>\n
even when I want you to<\/p>\n
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How can you claim<\/p>\n
to love me<\/p>\n
care about me<\/p>\n
cherish me<\/p>\n
yet do this to me<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
That’s the only thing<\/p>\n
you do<\/p>\n
is hurt me<\/p>\n
I don’t deserve it<\/p>\n
I don’t need it<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I’m breaking away<\/p>\n
running like hell<\/p>\n
in the other direction<\/p>\n
away from the<\/p>\n
pain<\/p>\n
dispair<\/p>\n
emptiness<\/p>\n
from you<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Taking back my life<\/p>\n
don’t want me to<\/p>\n
but I am<\/p>\n
I’m sick of being<\/p>\n
in pain<\/p>\n
I’m done with you<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I’m past this shit<\/p>\n
I threw you out<\/p>\n
of my life<\/p>\n
I’m not looking back<\/p>\n
I refuse to<\/p>\n
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I’m shaking like a leaf<\/p>\n
not from fear<\/p>\n
but apprehension<\/p>\n
from anger<\/p>\n
I’m done<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
You act like<\/p>\n
you have the right to<\/p>\n
walk the fuck back in<\/p>\n
to my life<\/p>\n
like everything’s<\/p>\n
going to go back<\/p>\n
to normal<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I don’t need you<\/p>\n
don’t want you<\/p>\n
can live independently<\/p>\n
of you<\/p>\n
done<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
How’s it feel<\/p>\n
to be kicked to the curb<\/p>\n
be told you’re not needed<\/p>\n
told there’s no place for you<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Burns don’t it<\/p>\n
stings don’t it<\/p>\n
hurts don’t it<\/p>\n
Just like your love for me<\/p>\n
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