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Abused

  Man I loved being abused And I think you did too Kinda wish it wasn't over Please come back my four leaf clover Maybe it's no self respect My problem is that I easily forget You and I are the same in that And I think you also want to come back I think the abuse was love A traumatized version from above Neither of us could admit it So we kinda had to split it As Kanye says run away There's nothing left for us to say Except that u can always come back But remember we'll both be under attack

Throwing Paint Across The Canvas


Hoping this sticks

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Maybe one day the dark licks

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I doubt there's hope

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There's patterns of thoughts on rope

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The beauty of random keys

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The last time I set sail on the seas

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I wish there be the day I chance my luck

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Right now I'm just stuck

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Perhaps I should throw some more paint and hope it sticks

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But for now, I'm a joke and you have your kicks.

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