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I throw it all away
Everything I said or heard Coming from your mouth I’m sick and tired of your words You hit me in the face Each time I open my heart I’ll stop confessing my love on my knees And bowing my head to your pain You call me selfish and vain I know who taught you that speech A friend who now is away You’re very afraid of me You say I’m judgmental and mean Ice princess who looks down on others My principles must never be tarnished You’re filling my heart with venom and spite I’m spitting blood on these pages For a small person you know how to fight But I don’t want your bites anymore I want what is mine Will give what is yours With this, our sweetest goodbye
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