The facade of who you are crept up on me
The dawn took over my soul
Your poison forever tainted me- forever jaded me
How does it feel to suck the life out of a soul?
I'm sure it is a bitter sweet taste on your lips that lingers for a lifetime.
Your words are like razor blades cutting at glass- leaving marks, but never breaking
Strong I stand, with my head held high- my back to you- and my dreams back amoung the stars.
For now you are mearly but a lesson I had to learn.
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