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I know I shouldn't

But I'm not one to be mature

    I cling to the walls I've made

    Metal walls

        Why do I hate you

        Why do I love you

            (love's stronger than betrayal)

            (love like a mother)

                Fingernails on a metal wall

                Like the barricade I made for my  mind

                    Nails breaking, hands shaking

                    I'm never waking up to yesterday again

                        (Mistaking, soul aching, mind quaking)

                         Fingers bleed, streak red on the walls

                             No fingerprint – I lost my identity years ago

                             Can't wipe the tears or I'll have to admit I cried

                                 Crying, lying, spying, denying

                                 Confusion and hissing in my ears

                              I should have known better

                              Known this was destiny

                          Even when I risked my life for you

                          You'd choose better people than me

                      The last person to save me

                      Save me from what I've become

                  A liar, a traitor, a monster, a demon

                 He's gone, torn apart like me

            Why did I do it

            Why did I leave

        I broke him, just as I break everything

       As I bandage my shattered nails

   Walk out like nothing happened

    Invisible hands squeeze my chest

I will make them pay

Pay for abetting his death.

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