a vanishing act of the greatest proportions

string me up

chain me to this unholy wall

padded with you're words of love

you knew exactelly what you were doing

tighten the coils around my neck

keep me here to please you

then throw me away



in the days to follow

i keep looking for something to replace you

all the while realizing new reasons

why i don't want to replace you

why i would rather forget you

this has become a game

it is all so fake

it makes me sick



it felt right

something to be kept

things get complicated

and you give up on them

well this is that last of my baggage

i hope it's all loaded for your flight

as i'm not taking it with me

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