Tears are pouring down where I wish words to flow
Washing my hands of this ill-begotten battle
It's time to hang up the white flag, surrender
Cut my heart out and serve it on a platter
Where you can shape and remold it
Into the vessel that best serves your plans
Leave out the love and the nurturing
Lessons learned in pain stick better to my soul
What's another scar on a body lined with them
Play the games you've mastered so well
Always two steps behind, won't see your moves
As you shatter what's left of me
Remember to put me back together again
Give back the life you ripped from me
To rise like the phoenix from the ashes
oh dearie, i feel this. you should know. and you're right. i think the universe is out there picking its third victim. glad that we're both feeling better now
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