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I’ve been programmed to believe in your unstable, callous ways
I’ve been a monarch butterfly, soaring through the fields these days
I want you to release the tension from my heart of captivity's vanity
I want you to make me believe…I don’t want you to leave honestly

I don’t know where to go…I don’t know…
But, I am falling in the deep abyss
The unknown reduced me to woe…woe…
Help me, I’m helplessly hopeless…

Show me your wings and mend mine too
Know that I still believe in You…only in You
I’ve been led astray by selfish gain all over again
Believe me, just believe me…I am an inkless pen
Without you…here…
I need to hold you dear
So, give me a chance
To offer you deliverance…
You’re in my remembrance…
A cherished elegance…a precious fragrance…
Beyond my own…you are never alone…

Grace is far from my reach
I am a sea without its beach
Hear me out as I sing aloud
I am modest, yet I am proud
That I am alive and surviving
So undone, I’ve been arriving

I’m an incomplete masterpiece
I am a chaos that’s lacking peace
I need space to recollect myself 
I am a prized toy, left on the far left shelf

I’ve been programmed to fall for your tricks and gimmicks
You will never get my drift…unless you are in my shoes 
You’re like a cold-hearted castle wall with pure plastic bricks
Your gravity isn’t much of a lift…rather, it’s ancient news

I didn’t say for you to leave so soon
I didn’t intend you to shine like the moon
I didn’t mean to leave you in the dust this time
The time is up for us as the past clusters grime

If humans had wings, I’d be out of here way sooner
If we could be together with no issues, I’d be happier
You put all of me to shame and it makes me hurt oh so awfully 
You always saw me, transforming from a worm to a butterfly

You can’t put ice on my wound like you always do…so true…
You’re blood that I taste on my tongue, sickly sweet like you
What appears to be an ugly scar…somehow...
I gave you far too many chances now
You think you truly know me, think twice
I’m not the one, paying the ultimate price

I haven’t got over the fact that I miss the old you
The strange new you is extremely unbearable and frightening 
It’s as if you lived your whole life without a clue
You were original and now, you act like them and everything

You be you and I be me…can’t you see?
Apparently, being trapped is the new free 
It’s getting clear to me that you left on purpose
Being without you is preposterous, yet wondrous

Grace is far from my reach
I am a sea without its beach
Grace is far from my reach
I am a sea without its beach
Grace is far from my reach
You are the sky that I beseech 
Never forget me
Never regret me
But, forgive me
Drift on, free sea…
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