February 15, 2010
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He's dead and I know he doesn't love me.

I loved you more than my breath
You weren't able to stay
You were always living death
You left me to become the same way
You haunt me
You're the reason I flee

She's alive and I know she doesn't love me.

You say I destroy you
That it's all my fault
You say things I hope are untrue
And on my wounds you pour salt
You haunt me
You make my eyes a sea

It's a ghost and I know it doesnt love me.

You twisted the life out
With one little finger
And I didn't utter a shout
The guilt still lingers
You haunt me
I ache to be free

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