I breathe in the hate you give me.
I inhale all the lies you tell.
I take in everything unwanted.
And I still breathe in.
But I let it go eventually,
And the mark that's left inside,
Is by far the greatest consistency.
Jan 7, 2014
Jan 7, 2014 at 6:25 PM UTC
I breathe in the hate you give me.
I inhale all the lies you tell.
I take in everything unwanted.
And I still breathe in.
But I let it go eventually,
And the mark that's left inside,
Is by far the greatest consistency.
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