Of Music and Lovers

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i've found myself locked in the grasp of this music, much like being held in the arms of a lover. a lover who you care for with all your heart, who was with you through the ups and the downs, who helped turn you into the person you are today. but a lover who's destroyed you. who's lended a hand in taking away the brighter parts of you. you've lost yourself in them. the years you spent by their side, you start to notice, were years that they spent controlling you. but oh, how you love them so dearly. the answer might be obvious to someone outside. but to you, it's not so clear. you're addicted to them. they're all you've ever known, a home within your home. and the thought of leaving them fills you with disgust. after all they've done, how could you? where would you go? who would you run to? you've buried yourself so deep within them that you've forgotten the way out.

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