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Do I continue to let you play these games? Should I stop you? Why do you play these games with me like this? You are the creator Only you know what you're doing And I, I'm just a little pawn in your game. You say one thing and mean another. You're actions leave me guessing. You're words, They're like paper cuts on scarred skin And your eyes, They're the salt and lemon. What will become of me if I should stay?
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Oct 3, 2016
Oct 3, 2016 at 10:08 PM UTC
Confusion pt. 2
Do I continue to let you play these games? Should I stop you? Why do you play these games with me like this? You are the creator Only you know what you're doing And I, I'm just a little pawn in your game. You say one thing and mean another. You're actions leave me guessing. You're words, They're like paper cuts on scarred skin And your eyes, They're the salt and lemon. What will become of me if I should stay?
send help because i'm drowning in my own thoughts
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Oct 3, 2016
Oct 3, 2016 at 10:08 PM UTC
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