The highs, the greatest of highs.
The lows, the darkest of lows.
Feeling rainbows and butterflies.
The pain of fear, and lost control.
You love me? I know, I think so...
I'm not worthy? I guess not...
they love us, it's all for show...
you hurt me, but won't get caught.
You're screaming, but I'm to blame?
Throwing things, but my fault?
It all feels......
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