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you torment me with your presence

you torture me with your nearness

I'm torn apart inside my mind

you kill me your openness

I wish you would just stop it, stop it, stop it



you're like my muse, taken away

you're like my soul, torn apart and tortured

you're like my mind, ravaged by thoughts

you're like my body, cut apart and torn asunder



my life has turned to the bad again

for a while with you it seemed so good

for a while with you it seemed to go as it should

but then the familiar pattern resumed anew

I thought it could last for a while, with you

I wish I could just stop it, stop it, stop it