The Sweetest Thing

Everyone talks about it 
Why won't you be about it

This angry hand that you raise
Does nothing but appraise

It appraises our love
How worthless it is
How it hurts to stick around

How can I run away 
from someone who takes care of me

How can I stop from crying
when you hurt me

I thought you loved me
How dare you hurt me?

There's no love, no warmth
There's tears, there's pain

Right now, the sweetest thing is the bliss
The bliss of finally running away...


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