its keeping me alive
cooking up ways to hurt you
im hurrying up to find anywhere what we had
using up everyone around me
hating the reflection that you once loved
wearing the skin that you loathed
i keep picking at the scabs
mixing up the letters in your words
fucking up the chances i am given
leaving early everywhere
you never listened anyway
always did just as you pleased
so what if you chose to go this way?
now i get to scare everyone away
turns out there is no getting revenge from the dead
turns out i am all alone again
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