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Dec 2017
I walked through hell just to show my love what lust is,
Somehow we ended up corrupted,
My hearts full of sorrow,
Wondering where we could have been tomorrow,
Instead I'm chasing my dreams at the bottom of a bottle,
This liquors got my minds distorted,
Trying to hold myself together but I can't get off it,
Blowing up your phone calling you names,
These are the moments I'm the most ashamed,
That makes me feel like a coward,
This was never meant to make me feel empowered,
I'm the same man that brought you flowers,
We fell apart like that same rose bud,
Was it a single issue or was it an issue with us?
Or was it an issue with trust?
Now you're saying that you can't look back at us without a feeling of disgust,
The mistrust you saw in my eyes was the reason for your lies,
But that just sound like an excuse to me,
I don't know who you used to be,
Or this who you really used to be,
Now I'm throwing these other people to the side once they are of no use to me,
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BWriter  26/M
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