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I'll start breathing again & release this exhale From the hell that it came from Like swallowing nails I inhaled every smell And like fire it stunk I was a tree You were mean How you burned down my trunk But it's done It's all done I'm not worried about you & the noise that you made drilling holes in your truth I'm not stressed out or cold I'm not bitter or sad What we had was an accident Now it's gone & I'm glad I can stand up with excellence I got you off of my back Like I lost 1000 pounds That I never want back
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Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 6:20 PM UTC
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I'll start breathing again & release this exhale From the hell that it came from Like swallowing nails I inhaled every smell And like fire it stunk I was a tree You were mean How you burned down my trunk But it's done It's all done I'm not worried about you & the noise that you made drilling holes in your truth I'm not stressed out or cold I'm not bitter or sad What we had was an accident Now it's gone & I'm glad I can stand up with excellence I got you off of my back Like I lost 1000 pounds That I never want back
julie-butler
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Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 6:20 PM UTC
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