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You became my best friend because you were there

When I felt like I was so alone in this world.

You created a release for me that I cannot put

Into words of expression, you became my self-destruction.

You made me hide you for many years because of all

The fears of another soul taking you away from me.

You still remain here and now I notice that I'm still

Crying on the inside. You my friend created a world

I could call my own until that day someone found out.

Now my friend I must whisper goodbye. You made me addicted

To your touch but now I know the truth you were only

There to replace what I didn't want to feel, what I

Didn't want to face, now my friend I must say the truth.

You have got to go because your world is no longer mine

To hold, to be a part of, To create another scar to call my own. It is over now I must go I see the light and you must

Know that I thank you for helping me survive but you my dear

Can kill me and I just can't handle that, so I will now let

You be free, let you go, All on your own. You were A Razor

That I was addicted to but no longer will I let you run

My life as before I will simply let you go. I can do this

All on my own! Without another scar to call my own.



~*~Kesha~*~