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The air I breath is poisoned by you; all the hardship's you put me through. I gave you chance after chance to turn your words into truths; but you still dig a hole with your shovel of dispute. Your mind is an empty vessel; of the past that's been erased. The only part that's left of you; i cannot seem to trace. My memories that you claim to be yours; i can see now. They are nothing but lies through opened doors. Over the years I've barricaded myself from the hurt you put me through; but also from the shadows I fear will seep through. And yet they do but so do you; The child within is brought to tears; because of the pain of all these years. Take another breath of my poison he says; and we'll build a new life and ties. But if I take that breath my life will be built on lies; the me inside I've grown to know is bound to truly die. So I'll wash my hands of you; and think of you no more. Truth be told you're not worth the energy; or the opening of that door. I TAKE AWAY YOUR POWER AND YOU WILL HURT ME NO MORE!!!
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Oct 16, 2013
Oct 16, 2013 at 4:50 PM UTC
You Are My Poison
The air I breath is poisoned by you; all the hardship's you put me through. I gave you chance after chance to turn your words into truths; but you still dig a hole with your shovel of dispute. Your mind is an empty vessel; of the past that's been erased. The only part that's left of you; i cannot seem to trace. My memories that you claim to be yours; i can see now. They are nothing but lies through opened doors. Over the years I've barricaded myself from the hurt you put me through; but also from the shadows I fear will seep through. And yet they do but so do you; The child within is brought to tears; because of the pain of all these years. Take another breath of my poison he says; and we'll build a new life and ties. But if I take that breath my life will be built on lies; the me inside I've grown to know is bound to truly die. So I'll wash my hands of you; and think of you no more. Truth be told you're not worth the energy; or the opening of that door. I TAKE AWAY YOUR POWER AND YOU WILL HURT ME NO MORE!!!
sam-fanion
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Oct 16, 2013
Oct 16, 2013 at 4:50 PM UTC
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