every single time
every single time
Give me melancholy lies,
Fill my senses with agony,
In the end, I'm my worst enemy.
My pain caused by my own hands,
I can't stop it at demand.
It is endless,
It is reoccurring,
And I get hurt,
Every. Single. Time.
a.b.
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