Knife in a Gun Fight
"To the depths of no end."
Though I didn't believe it, I tried.
How I couldn't even really call him a friend,
always painfully being taught the lessons why.
He loved to build me up from the ashes,
just so he could watch me burn again.
He loved me within the time that passes,
just so he could push me away from him.
Always twisting my words into something terrible.
Just so he could feel a little unbearable.
It's like bringing a knife to a gun fight.
No matter what...I can't win,
no matter how much I tried.
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