You can call it revenge

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Loving someone is never a waste
Even if the only thing that remains is my absolution
half of the love I give
To the rhythm of the breath
Of the strangers sleeping next to me
Until they wake me up and take me home
And tell me they were never mine to have
Poison in my ears
Relief to my soul
If you were never mine to have
You'll never be mine to lose
Now I make your words the paint on my canvass
So I won't lose you

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