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I know that you will forget about me

In moments when she smiles

And you remember times inside of her

I know that there are more pictures of you

In the messages you hide


I know that I am not the woman you love

But I am the one you are fucking

So I keep on driving in circles


You like the way my inhibitions are wavering

And that I come in tears

Or ice

Or snow


You must also like my chaos


I look in the mirror after you touch me

I wonder why

I see my walls breaking

Crumbling piece of the year

That is what you were

And what I will remember you by


You make me feel beautiful

You say that I’m fine

Still

I’m waiting on questions

A game of the mind

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