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Do you remember the hours we'd spend
you'd tell me your problems and i'd try to mend i'd listen for hours without a word i'd listen as a lover but more as a friend you had your problems, i was young no real baggage of my own helped you to laugh when you wanted to cry helped you feel love where once there was none now i've grown up and i'm no longer young i have baggage of my own but there's no-one there to listen i'm too damaged to even listen on my own you took what you could get fucked off quick and learned to forget caring not about what you left behind caring not for what was once a friend now the shoe is on the other foot you got healing and i became you there's no-one around to help no-one there to help me through i hate you because you abandoned me i love you because i can't forget that easily i hate me because i let you do it i love me because i miss me i hate everything because you left me with nothing i hate nothing because it's all i have i hate therefore i am maybe i hate because i am you stole my identity, stole what was me fed from me like a leech then fucked off, full unjust, unfair and fucking frustrating that i get to pay for your mistakes i gave it all and got nothing back it didn't matter when i was obsessed with you my every thought and deed dedicated to you when you fucked off i became aware had my eyes opened to an empty hole my worth, through your eyes fuck all to see here, prioritize i wish you well, happiness and fullfillment when hell freezes over and i don't hate do unto others that which you wish done unto yourself like a fool i believed maybe if i had a stronger character i'd respect the fact i gave anyway regardless of how much you deserved it or how much it hurt when you weren't there to return the favour maybe i'd be proud of myself for being true and just maybe i'd be a fucking fool life is a struggle good versus bad man versus man the weak get trampled while the strong buy bigger shoes my boots are ready and i'm not pulling any punches only the innocent shall truly survive i won't survive, you took away my innocence you raped my mind, my heart and my soul you raped the part of me that made me special the part of me that helped you you bit the hand that fed you i offered you the other hand i aided and abetted your murder foolish and naive easily led and bringing about my own doom you probably don't remember i don't remember fully myself i try to forget i still remember too much you've probably moved on onward and upward probably never spend a minute wondering wondering what became of a person you once loved did you really love that person? i did i never knew it at the time i took me for granted but now i realise what i'm missing i realise what's lost i was there for you in your hardest times in your darkest hours the early hours of the morning or anytime you needed i was there for you i gave what i had, what i could now i have those same needs and you're not there it's not fair you're not there neither am i no-one is just some empty shell a monument to what once was a monument to it's death a monument to what will never again be a monument to me.
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