Blur
Days pass into weeks,
Weeks begin to blur,
Nothing ever changes
My thoughts begin to stir,
You go behind my back,
Take this life away,
Is there something better?
I can't take another day
Sometimes it's hard to see,
If there's good inside of you,
I could change everything about me,
And it still wouldn't be good enough
All this time spent,
These blood, swear, and tears,
Far more tears than the rest,
To confirm my fears,
That you never cared at all,
No matter how hard i tried,
I would die if you said it,
I love you, although you lied
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