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Leave me alone, I barely dodged your web, I wanted to forget you, but you just cannot get off, Why cannot you just take this fuckin' step? I watch you change your mask literally every second, DON'T MAKE ME DOUBT THAT IT WAS YOU WHO MADE THE HOLE IN MY HEART, DON'T MAKE ME GET ATTACHED TO YOU, YOU'RE ALWAYS LIKE POISON, YOU HURT, I STILL HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN THE WOUNDS YOU GAVE ME, THEY STILL HAVEN'T SCARRED, I COULDN'T SEW THE CRACK IN MY HEART THAT WAS SLOWLY BREAKIN' MY HEART IN HALF THIS IS HOW LOVE TURNS INTO FEAR AND HATE, THE PAIN YOU GET FROM A LOVED ONE AND YOU LOSE TRUST, AWFUL N' PAINFUL FEELING JUST LIKE I SAID, LUCK IS A BITCH LIKE THE FATE WITH INJUSTICE. IT'S NOT WORTH THE TIME AND NERVES, I POUR OUT THE PAIN IN VERSES, I WOULD REALLY DROWN THAT BITCH IN A FUCKIN' DITCH, BUT THIS IS REAL LIFE AND HERE I'LL BE STABBED WITH STICKS, THIS IS THE HAPPY LIFE THAT HAS BEEN TALKED ABOUT SINCE CHILDHOOD, BUT NOW, FOR SOME REASON, REALITY LOOKS MANY TIMES DIMMÉR IN HIGH SCHOOL. Looks like I've been stuffed with lies and false hopes since childhood, and it's a pity to realize it at such a late time...
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