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If you hated me, it'd make this merry go round game a lot easier to handle.
But you love me.
I can see it in your eyes when your knuckles caress my cheek.
Sometimes, that's a violent act but I convince myself that spark is still there, even when I fall to the ground.

Why do you give me such a direct stare? My eyes are shy.
You've hurt me, baby, that's no lie.
But maybe it's worth it on your sober days
But perhaps not when you're back to your old ways..
- (m.m)

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