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Weapon

I can throw myself into the ocean no matter how wide, I know I'll reach the other side. I can walk through the fire safe from the burn never in doubt that I can return. Time has slipped by personalities switch I wish it was different but now you're a *****. Still I must thank you for giving this gift, my last second weapon for dealing with ****. Now you're so far gone. There's nothing really left to even hope to come back. Maybe I'm to blame. I'm not really anything to hope to come back to. At least I wasn't.. ..At least I wasn't gone when you needed me At least I wasn't gone when you needed me At least I wasn't gone when you need me At least I didn't keep you from choosing to be free. I don't need you now, I still have you then, A snapshot of beautiful before midnight's end. My glass slipper gift, a smile in the dark. A Cinderella souvenir, momento of the heart.

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