If it makes you less sad.
I wish I could venture back.
I hope you find who you are.
You already know who I am.
Just call me another safe bet.
If it makes you less sad.
We can stop talking on the phone.
You already know how vile I am.
I am a lair, it's just my style.
I am sick with your pain.
You just won't go away.
I'll grow old.
Hoping you'll start acting your age.
I'll go home.
Hoping to never hear your name.
This hurts to erase you, but
it is what I must do.
I'll burn all of your photos,
and forget our past.
If it makes you less sad.
I'll move away from this state.
You can keep to yourself.
I'll keep out of your way.
It's cold in this room.
Where your memory looms.
Hopefully as time goes by.
You will go too.
And all of the animals can breath on their own, And I can speak for myself, So you can let go. I’ve turned my back, She continues to stare, What are you looking at? I ask. There is nothing left to in the tank. All of my love has been spent, And I have nothing left to give. I was looking at what I had she replies. Have you noticed what is gone? It’s not just happiness, It’s all of are drugs, We used them all, We lost are love, It’s all gone, All used up. And all of the animals can run free, And I can finally be me, I loved you, but I must leave, So take your lonely hands off of me. And don’t look at me with your sad eyes, And I know longer want to hear your sad song. Because you made this come to be, So stop pretending that you can breath, And don’t act like you can speak for yourself. Because you were so far from who you really are. It was all just something you said.
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