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You wanted to be My savior My rescuer The one to spirit me away From all the hurt You wanted to be The one to fix all My issues And solve All my problems You wanted to be The one to glue the Itty bitty shards of myself Back together You wanted to be My savior Was it because you thought That I was too weak To save myself? You can be many things But I will not allow you To be my savior I am the only one Who can save myself That's the wonderful thing That's the awful thing In the end I am the only one Who can save myself I am the only one Who can **** myself I think that you Wanted to be my savior Because you wanted to Rescue a broken girl Glue me back together But instead of glue Which leave broken glass people Weak after it's all together I used the scorching Fires from that suffering That you weren't allowed To take me out of I forged a new self from those flames One made of steel Instead of glass I may have lots of Burn scars From smithing myself But I think it's better Than no scars at all You wanted to be My savior Perhaps it wasn't because You thought I was too Weak But maybe because You didn't Couldn't Trust me to Try to save myself maybe you were right
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 7:21 PM UTC
SAVIOR
You wanted to be My savior My rescuer The one to spirit me away From all the hurt You wanted to be The one to fix all My issues And solve All my problems You wanted to be The one to glue the Itty bitty shards of myself Back together You wanted to be My savior Was it because you thought That I was too weak To save myself? You can be many things But I will not allow you To be my savior I am the only one Who can save myself That's the wonderful thing That's the awful thing In the end I am the only one Who can save myself I am the only one Who can **** myself I think that you Wanted to be my savior Because you wanted to Rescue a broken girl Glue me back together But instead of glue Which leave broken glass people Weak after it's all together I used the scorching Fires from that suffering That you weren't allowed To take me out of I forged a new self from those flames One made of steel Instead of glass I may have lots of Burn scars From smithing myself But I think it's better Than no scars at all You wanted to be My savior Perhaps it wasn't because You thought I was too Weak But maybe because You didn't Couldn't Trust me to Try to save myself maybe you were right
But I'd rather not have saved myself then have someone else save me
#savior#help#hope#strength#love#trust#depression
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 7:21 PM UTC
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