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Give you everything


I was willing to give you 
everything and not 
even give myself an ounce 
of a given right to
be happy. I was willing to 
be miserable. 
Miserable, but at your side.
At your side. 
Was it even the right choice? 
 
Without realization you
planted your weeds 
Engraving your initials
of mental abuse 
Into my heart turning it
pitch black. You 
Faded my glow and made 
my heart become 
dimmer. The light in my 
eyes started dying out. 
 
I was willing to give you 
everything and not 
even give myself an ounce 
of a given right to
be happy. I was willing 
to be miserable. 
Miserable, but at your side.
At your side. 
Was it even the right choice? 
 
Mistake after mistake. 
Heartache after heartache. 
It took a night of drinking
tasting the 
taste of tequila 
hit my lip. Let us,
oh let us reminisce. 
Reminisce the 
Time I became another statistic. 
Another statistic 
To you. I was now another one of 
your girls saved in 
The “Taken last year albums.” 
On your camera roll. 
 
I was willing to give you 
everything and not 
even give myself an ounce of a 
given right to
be happy. I was willing to be
miserable. 
Miserable, but at your side. 
At your side. 
Was it even the right choice? 
 
Hearing your voice echo, 
echoing into my ear. 
The taunting of your laugh 
ringing in my ears. 
How bittersweet this love 
can be. One moment 
I’m all you have. 
The next i'm left like a piece 
Of trash. 
 
I was willing to give you
everything and not 
even give myself an ounce 
of a given right to
be happy. I was willing to
be miserable. 
Miserable, but at your side. 
At your side. 
Was it even the right choice? 
 
How could I let this be? 
Let this tortue 
Of my self esteem be
brought down so low. 
You Brought me so low I 
felt the heat of hell burning 
My skin. Burning my heart,
burning my soul. 
The roses of this love 
turned into ashes of 
Disappointment. 
 
 
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