Pretty Seventeen

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i think about you too much
i think about you all the time
you found a way inside my mind
you found a new home inside
but i am not your home
i'm too broken inside
this is who i am on the inside
you harvested a home on the inside
but me myself and i
we were too lonely inside
so we took you in
gave you a name
gave you a place
gave you time so you'd come in at your own pace
but you entered this home
you gave light to this home
you don't want it no more so you left this great home
now it's an empty home
can i even call it home
you use to linger inside
gave me hope that you were willingly inclined
but you can't fuck with my mind
i don't think of you anymore