Rebuild

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I faded into the back round
I was thrown to the ground

So I stopped be me
That’s who everyone wanted to see
Who they said I should be

It’s all a charade
My emotional barricade
When you came it was a raid

On my brain on my heart
But the worst part
Was how you choose to depart

You used me up and left me broken
not a word was spoken

All those tears I cried
That day I died

In this haze
I rebuilt my emotional maze
I made new walls
and hid in new halls

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