You say you are missing me,
But are you really?
Or that's just a manipulation,
For me to run back into your arms?
Sometimes I wish you didn't have to hurt me,
Because it hurts,
I hate that it is so easy for you to lower me back in,
I guess I craved your toxicity,
For me it was my beautiful poison,
I was so hooked hearing your lies,
Of how much you love me,
How much you need me,
Your beautiful, twisted lies,
I guess in a way you broke me,
But I enjoyed hearing your lies,
Every time you'd pretend you changed,
I loved you,
And you knew and you used that against me,
I cant even tell if I hate or love you more,
You made me like this,
Deal with it!
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