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It's time to forget what makes me sick.
But nothing's as it seems.
I was an idiot, the least to say, to believe your lies.
You never menat to hurt me, but you don't care that you did.
I mean nothing to you.
All I am to you is a toy.
A toy you take out to play with whenever you feel like it.
All that you ever said, all that you will-are just lies to keep things that way.
But I'm done.
I see through you now.
This might be the one of the hardest things I will ever have to do.
But one day I will look back and feel nothing when I think of you.
But nothing's as it seems.
I was an idiot, the least to say, to believe your lies.
You never menat to hurt me, but you don't care that you did.
I mean nothing to you.
All I am to you is a toy.
A toy you take out to play with whenever you feel like it.
All that you ever said, all that you will-are just lies to keep things that way.
But I'm done.
I see through you now.
This might be the one of the hardest things I will ever have to do.
But one day I will look back and feel nothing when I think of you.
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