through my hate, i see you

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i look at you and youre no longer mine.
i see you as you spit my name out your mouth, a bad taste that never quite goes away
i see you as you close your eyes and picture me, a distant memory, softly fading as your new life awaits and you find a new meaning to perfection
i see you
eyes as red as the passion you had for me
Voice, a weak whisper, a small echo of of the loving words you gave me
But a desicion in your heart
One that parts you from me
And draws you to her
It lets you be happy.
here is a fragile boy who's made a choice
im tired, so are you
im hurting, but youve finally healed.

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