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I’m watching it all burn. Everything I’ve worked for Everything I’ve bled for Everyone I’ve worked to please Everything up in flames Up in a blaze of smoke and Agony. But it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter what I’ve lost Because what hurts the most Is the loss of myself. I can’t let go of my past What she did to me The scorch marks she left The hellfire she put me through For her own satisfaction. But I can’t hate her. I can’t hate her I can’t hate her. What she has done is only now Fueling my flame.
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Oct 1, 2020
Oct 1, 2020 at 10:38 AM UTC
Mother
I’m watching it all burn. Everything I’ve worked for Everything I’ve bled for Everyone I’ve worked to please Everything up in flames Up in a blaze of smoke and Agony. But it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter what I’ve lost Because what hurts the most Is the loss of myself. I can’t let go of my past What she did to me The scorch marks she left The hellfire she put me through For her own satisfaction. But I can’t hate her. I can’t hate her I can’t hate her. What she has done is only now Fueling my flame.
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Oct 1, 2020
Oct 1, 2020 at 10:38 AM UTC
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