Do you know what its like not being trusted by the one you love?
Reading threw these old text, I feel a mess
but I am going to get threw this.
If I get another chance ima do it right
because last time it went dark
I lost my sight
so this time I am going to be smart
I wont let you fade into a memory
but all these things you say.. They hurt me.

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