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Sep 2013
What I've built myself on
Is nothing but lies
And I'm left in brokenness
And empty cries;
The memories and truth
I used to know
Have faded away
Because you let them go;
I couldn't stand
Under what you knew
Drawing lines
You found what was true;
It will be too late when you see
There's not enough
Good in you
To erase the bad in me
AC
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