broken, bruised, forgotten, sore.
too fucked up to care anymore.
poisoned to my rotten core.
too fucked up to care anymore
in the back,off the side, far away
is a place, where I hide,where I stay
tried to say,tried to ask, I needed to.
all alone
by myself
and where the fuck were you?
How could I ever think, it's funny how
everything you swore would never change
is different now.
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