You don't even have 2 hit me 2 have hurt me so bad,
I try 2 leave but it makes me so sad.
So I stay and die inside
just trying 2 survive the ride.
But I pull through trying not 2 wallow
but self-pity is a hard pill 2 swallow.
I make it out alive,
just in time.
Just in time 2 salvage what's left of my soul,
I am whole.
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