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Hated

You were like a drug

That I couldn't get enough

I craved your attention

You played with me

 

You were like a mirage

That I couldn't quite see

I sought understanding

You confused me

 

You were like a bad dream

That I was scared to experience

I gave you my heart

You gave me silence

 

You were like an epiphany

That I suddenly had

I was your opposite

You hated me

 

 

 

 

◄ Trauma Bound

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