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And now we're here at a standstill…
I wonder if you feel..
The kind of pain that rips your insides out..
That's something I know all about,
Shocking, ain't it?
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i did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. i did not like to be touched because i craved it too much. i wanted to be held very tight so i would not break.
i like to pretend that you didn't mean as much to me as you did. but deep down, i know the truth. when i write, it's about you. i may lie to myself and say it isn't, but it always is. it's always been about you.