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Rise Above It
Selfish accusations align the walls while the honest roof crumples to the floor- and you're on the skyscraper ledge, debating to jump yet you don't have capability to lose what you've created. You can't escape even if you jump cause the lies twist the noose a bit tighter. And after every inch towards the ledge, you're faced with your own disaster. Buildings collapse chaos erupts and flashing back - you reach out and pierce my back. The slow steady kind- where the dagger peels into the flesh, separating veins, scooping up any flesh you want as your own. And when you realize you've had enough pleasure you trample over my lifeless body and do it all over again. When will the lies stop and when will your words be revised, thought upon and regretted. Better yet, when will you grow up and reap your own guilt instead of running around blaming me for all of your selfish problems. With one more tug at the noose, and one last sentence from you I salute your unnecessary drama, I salute all the hurt you've caused. Because though I broke your heart- I didn't break your pride.
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