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May 2010
I never knew a song could hurt so much
Until you took it and tore my ears apart.
Depart, depart from my thoughts.
Depart, depart from my mind.
I must, by all means, leave you far, far behind
In the dusty, mangled brain of mine.
Without you, I will do just fine.

Believe me,
You are the dark sea
That I should never subject myself to receive
Ever again.

I don’t need your lack of speed.
I don’t need my own selfish greed.
Written by
Ariana Steele
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