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Over


Leave me broken
I will heal
Leave me bleeding Thanks for reminding me that I still feel
It's been coming for such a long time
Should've been expecting it
Loyalty is not your best quality
You're just like them
Don't you see
Your image is the most important thing to you
Your friends are second on the list
But it's always been that way

Look at this monster that I have created
Basking in this synthetic glory
It's an ever progressing story
I'd tell him
But he'd only ignore me
I forgave once
But this time no forgivness for the tratior

I've had enough of your weak excuses
In the end we will see who truly looses
Whose side everyone chooses
When the get stabbed in the back aswell

God how meaningless
All these words
The order & rhyming suburb
But the meaning is lost in the eloquence
And you buried in your decadence

Beware of all the complements filling your head
It is said
That arrogance is ignorance
Ah you are the Mona Lisa of that truth

But yet through all of this I still look for proof
That you're buried in there
Somewhere
That maybe one day you'll surface again
That one day I'll see my old friend
And we can begin anew
I'll tell you how i missed you
I'll tell you of the tears
Of the fears that you'd never return

Oh what a fantasy
You'd think I'd learn
For how many times has this happened?
Countless
You'd think that I'd except that you're thoughtless

I've fought for you
Bled for you
And now I know it's really over
I know this because I checked for a pulse
There was nothing
Not even a whisper of life
I should leave this rotting corpse behind
Erase my mind
Of all those pleasant times
The scars will remain
But in the end they'll look the same
As all the others

I'll let the poetry heal me
And I'll forget
Fuck regret
You're not worth that much.

Charlotte Brown

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