A Representation of a Past Life
Have you ever been with someone,
who never truly cares for you
To give all this affection,
and they're never really there for you
You were a drug,
I was constatnly high on you
An addiction so deadly,
I've had a relapse or two
To be so terrifyingly addicting to where it hurts to look at you
With you I see the past,
someone I loved before
Now mistakenly a monster,
a low life stupid whore
To fill me with so much anger,
bringing tears to my eyes
Not being able to have a complete good time,
forced to wear a disguise
I hope nobody has ever or will ever feel this way
I'm just expressing my thoughts on how I felt one lovely day
Really, it's nothing, I'm fine, I'm telling ou
Just take my adivice and be careful of who's really loving you
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