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10 Years...

10 Years...

10 years of my life gone.
Not a second I remember of it.
Not a second that I'll recall.
Not a smile, just abandonment
.

An ambulace.
And high school.
Its hard to make out all these sentences.
Fogotten everything.
Was once energetic, now exhausted with no energy.
Just took one punch and you took away my everything!
And you see im so angry!
This is one thing not to be forgiven.
My life was a painting and you rubbed out the fucking picture.
Now try and paint a landscape...
On how miserable I seem to be feeling.
You betrayed the missing piece and portrayed a different meaning.
I hate change, the me before me must be screaming.
He better calm down, it seems the me your experiencing, we'll be keeping.
And I know one fact for sure, a similarity we can keep.
Deep, deep down is a memory that didn't delete.
You see, I fell in love with you.
Now look what you've done...
I still feel the fucking feeling, I need to scrub this feeling off!
I'll cut deep if I have to...
Machete over layers.
Of anxiety spreading every day, anticipate whats gonna happen.
And go and save my soul thats fragil'.
At this stage that gold and narrow.
Ive changed to bronze and battered...
Make me stop throwing boulders at you.
Why would I be sorry when im about to go and bash you.
Human brutality.
And don't say you dont deserve it.
Im practically the only person you've attempted to mentally murder.
It worked, truthfully I see you've been turned over.
You changed, im immune to being thrown lower.
Rock bottom is as low as I can go being sober.
You, you would choose drugs than pursing something so grown up.
You need to grow up.
I need to move on from the weights being loaded on my shoulders.
Maybe...
One day.
Maybe I can forgive you.
I'll need to someway palm the pain someplace in my rear view.
To make more room to fill up the place with what was displayed on the menu.

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