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It was over the minute you got in my head,
used your words as weapons
now this fantasy is dead.
And it died a violent death,
begging on its knees,
praying until its last breath.
But you took it’s life,
without thinking twice.

We were never as close,
as when we were a world apart.
So I put my heart in a bottle,
and threw it far from this coast.
You have become a part of me,
like a tumor on my brain.
Your name is in every thought I think,
on every breath I breathe.

…and I want to be set free.

I want you,
but I want you gone.
I can’t keep waiting.
I can’t keep holding on.

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