They are all about you
and you know it
every word has a bit of your scent stuck to it
I lace my days with poison
so I can control the frustration inside me
I taste the blood of Hate
so I know that Love can exist
you left me damaged
like a totaled car after the accident
most days I'm o.k. with the pain
but today it's noticeable
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