is it really over ?

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our past cuts me open and leaves me for infections, no one's gonna close up my wounds up, unless it's  you who heals them..

You know all I ever wanted was you, and all you ever wanted was true love, but I still put no one above you, I would never push and shove you, into something you don't feel,

It's like when we split someone opened up a closet, full of my demons and I let them pour in the open. I realized your love had been holding the door shut, for all this time and now my sun's covered by muck.

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