when you became folclore
When you said you didn't know If you could want me anymore You said I was not exactly the girl You always thought I used to show But you bit back those words, and soon enough You came back running at my door Apologizing for asking more And still my mind and heart and soul I gladly let you rip and burn For years that's how I let it roll Loneliness scared me everyday more That's what my own mirror kept telling me so And I believed that's all what I had in store But I heard some words, I'll let you know "This pain wouldn't be for evermore" I am out now from your twisted freak show Collecting, proudly but not without cost All the pieces of me on my own Choosing the battles I want to score Standing tall the best way I know And you - you just became folclore Like small footnotes of where not to return In the book of stories to what I was made for
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