Decision Of My Concious You

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So fast, so fast

Run this race

Come in last, come in last

Makes you no weaker than the pack

As if they weren’t in the same situation and place

Marred by some form of distain and some form of disgrace



Show your focused flaws

Dig in hard, bloody your claws

As if it’d be wrong to not

Fight with everything you got

And when you go down make sure there’s nothing left to give



That’s what you told me so many times

Told me to gouge out my eyes

If ever I was blinded by my own sight

But you were wrong

As if I had no free will of my own

You brought me down with you



I forgive myself

For the words I was spoken to with

I forgive you

For persuading me that they were true



I’ll go down with better words

Hurt, just a four little letters

Hate, just the same

Love, no bigger but better

At healing the pain



I’ll make sure there’s nothing left to give

I’ll forgive myself and you in the very same breath

As if this is all that there is

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