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Navre
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A thought without a body A body without a mind Can someone please tell me why I’m a sitting here wasting my ******* time. Tell me why I’m still here loving you Tell me why I’m still here caring for you When all of the time you never gave me anything back It wasn’t the gifts I asked I wanted a connection I REAL human connection Even though you knew my troubles Even though I knew my past I didn’t get anything back I gave you my love I gave you my time But all you did was mess with my **** mind And now I’m broken I’m a mess I’m afraid That I won’t find my happiness But not the type of afraid that’s makes me want to hide The type of afraid that makes me want to run Run away with my demons Run away from my thoughts Run away from all my problems Just run away from it all But I know this will all pass And soon enough I’ll be sitting on a stack With a pretty little crown placed upon my head You were suppose to be here with me Sitting here holding my hand But not every good story ends with a happy ending Our relationship is history I’m finishing this book of ours with these words I’m writing them down and taking a turn For I’m the hero of my story, I decided how the rules go I would say off with your head But sadly I don’t stoop that low.
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May 2, 2019
May 2, 2019 at 9:43 AM UTC
Encore
I’m a thought without a body A body without a mind I tried everything to keep you But, you were never really mine. I’ve stayed up countless nights thinking what I did wrong But the truth is I did nothing wrong. I thought my goal in life was to please you Even if that meant I had to give up things I loved to do. But after all of this, I finally realized. I never needed you,  and frankly I never will Like everyone saids “It’s just another high school relationship you’ll move on” But it’s not the fact that I can’t forget It’s the fact that I don’t want too. Even though I should I still crave you. When I’m in the halls, I always look for you. You’re like an addiction that I can’t follow through. It’s also not the fact that I kissed you yesterday It’s the fact that I need to sit down and learn how to behave. And I know it’s going to be hard But what can I say… You’ve already forgot me anyway. So when I sit at the table Going through my phone And I happen to scroll through some old photos of you I won’t cry, no I won’t shed a tear Instead I’ll smile Saying goodbye.
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Apr 26, 2019
Apr 26, 2019 at 12:38 PM UTC
Goodbye