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This emptiness inside me
This hole you've dug into my chest
Your work wont be forgotten
Though you will end up like the rest

I am not a fucking toy

And who was I to think you were different?
Who was I to think this couldn't happen to me?
And who were you to drag me through this?
And who am I to create this illusion I see?

You're but a siren on the rocks singing to tempt me
I will sail steadfast of the hurt and the pain
Though the tides would lead me to you again and again
Release me, your caustic clutch corrodes me
Set me free, relinquish what is left of me(?)

I beg you release me but I can't help but heed the call
No matter it seems that there's not much left to me at all
I'd give it all to feel your touch, all just to hear your voice
Fueling illusion, giving me a chance to rejoice

Tears mix with ink on the page
In the most melancholic of ways
If I could have it all back for a day
I would trade the rest of my life away

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