What can I say even though I haven't cried I still think about you everyday, and I'm curious when the lethargic Sting will go away, I'm sure I could reobtain you so easily, but I need to stand firm on my decision not to stay, can't let you use and mislead me, no! Not even for one more day, eventually from me my feelings for you will stray, walking away from you is making the aftermath of disarray slowly fade away, now without you I slowly regain self, my breath returns, my life is taken back, blood flows back into my cheeks, I throw dirt on the tomb of our past and I am reborn, ash and sun, I am luminous ,I am my one
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