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Oct 2017
Maybe I was the *******
Maybe I did everything wrong
Maybe each day that passed
Sinking deeper into despair
Was my making
My fault

Maybe the bottle chose me
Maybe I choose to hurt myself
Putting up with you
Your lying,Β Β twisting of words
Before the punches
Came clearer signs of neglect

Maybe you were the one
That fought against truth and love
Maybe you were Lenny
And I was the mouse
Maybe you were too controlling
And I was too caring
The Jolteon
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