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Somedays it feels like recovery is impossible

I still think of you,

still dream of you,

still respond to you

Even though I don't even need to,

or want to

Somedays it just feels like i've been marching too hard

My feet have been drilled into the ground

And I cannot move from where they are.

Somedays, it just feels like you will always win.

I can't come out of this with anyone,

or with anything.

And you can see how

i'm destroyed by this

And I'm sure a part of you

somewhere,

Loves it...