Bittersweet

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The pain of your memory soothes me.
I feel safe feeling the way your words stung me.
Knowing well that you'll leave in the end.
Don't play pretend.

I'm fine with you gone.
I won't forget.
Memories drive us.
Some to suicide.
Some to vengeance.
And some to prosperity.

Your memory.
Will drive me insane.
Knowing I let you get to me.
Letting your lies consume me.
I'll never get over the feeling.

Of the Bittersweet memories you gave me.

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