It's been a year since I could see properly
Since I had a breath of fresh air
You were never there, that I could hardly bare
Just an image in my mind; something that I dreamed of
I look at myself, squinting at the reflection
My old friend. I'm sorry for what I've become
Your excitement was contagious, Your spirit always courageous. But in the end, it left me outrageous— Day after day, you vanished. I...
I gave you everything You treated it like nothing Used me to the core; you squeezed me dry Manipulation and deprivation A loop of hurt;...
Time flying Your presence neglected I'll see you next week At least, I hope You're growing old Our memories, so little Grab my hand...
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