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silence me 
so that you can feel powerful 
win the game you've played 
millions of times 
Closed off like a forbidden book 
Your demeanor mimics slime 

As you slip and slide within your own sickness 
Think about this: 
How can someone be coerced into a drunken other's kiss? 
Doesn't happen overnight 

Tried as I did, my needs always caused
a fight 
Too inconvenient and costly for your ego 
No time for my antics 

Nobody creates chaos for fun 
typically, they bellieve they've found the one 
Yet, you breadcrumb me like you're feeding a bird 
that you keep locked in a cage 
while you wave around the key 
Telling me that I need hands to reach it 
when all I have are beautiful wings 

The thing is 
My genuine soul never matched with yours 
You died many years ago
I attended your funeral and tried to bring you back 

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