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Volcanic fury in my chest
Timidity stirring in my breast
Am I no longer in control?
“I’ll one day conquer your patrol”
You covered me with chain and rope
You snuffed my every spark of hope
We fit together like raisins and water
As if by some minor miracle we could turn out to be what we once were
Like bleach to amonia
We are volatile
Even if we have the same dream
It only lasts for a little while
I end up loving people who won’t fight for me.
Girls like us only know pain
We know the turning against our family
The isolation of friends
When I told her I didn't want to be friends anymore-That I was done with it (and her)-She cried.She begged.She asked why.And I tried to explain…But my founded reasoning fell onto deaf,
