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I have nothing left. I never truly got past How I felt, My feelings for you. My eyes so bright, Excited by the light At the sight Of the one, of you. I'm ok, I'm alright. I know I'm not. I hate you in the moment. I still love you. I live a lie. I tell you a lie. I'm done with you. You are out of my life. Yet seeing you again Tells me I'm done. The knife to my diaphragm. I'm not over you. So what do I do? I ignore you as best I can. I don't look at you So you can't read my eyes, So you can read my lies. I have nothing for you. You've moved on in ways I've proved That I am well and truly incapable of. My body aches and my body hurts With the sorrow that I cover To never let you see The wounds I carry deep inside of me. Back on our last day You drove a shard deep in my core, A fragment that I never could remove. I can't let you see That you still control me. I'm lost. My mind is gone. Theres nothing here for me. I am nothing to you. I hate you. So infinitely with everything that is me. And I love you. Uncontrollably, devastatingly. I never want to be happy. There's nothing left to believe. Please, just go away. I want it no more. Please, leave me be. You've paid me back and more, I am ravaged to the core. There's nothing left of me. You've left nothing to me. I burn brightly in the silence Of the fires of my own making.
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Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 1:22 AM UTC
Fires Of My Own Making
I have nothing left. I never truly got past How I felt, My feelings for you. My eyes so bright, Excited by the light At the sight Of the one, of you. I'm ok, I'm alright. I know I'm not. I hate you in the moment. I still love you. I live a lie. I tell you a lie. I'm done with you. You are out of my life. Yet seeing you again Tells me I'm done. The knife to my diaphragm. I'm not over you. So what do I do? I ignore you as best I can. I don't look at you So you can't read my eyes, So you can read my lies. I have nothing for you. You've moved on in ways I've proved That I am well and truly incapable of. My body aches and my body hurts With the sorrow that I cover To never let you see The wounds I carry deep inside of me. Back on our last day You drove a shard deep in my core, A fragment that I never could remove. I can't let you see That you still control me. I'm lost. My mind is gone. Theres nothing here for me. I am nothing to you. I hate you. So infinitely with everything that is me. And I love you. Uncontrollably, devastatingly. I never want to be happy. There's nothing left to believe. Please, just go away. I want it no more. Please, leave me be. You've paid me back and more, I am ravaged to the core. There's nothing left of me. You've left nothing to me. I burn brightly in the silence Of the fires of my own making.
jack-turner
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Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 1:22 AM UTC
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