the only song i wrote for you.

i told myself i never would. never write a song to commemorate you. tonight you crossed the line. now i stand, unwrapping this line around my neck. i have chosen not to follow, someone i once gave my heart to. with the firing squad at the ready, everything laid out on a sleeve, your last response, "i'm done wasting any more time with you...I won't spend my strength." what part of "this is healed" do you not understand. how dare you scratch and lash your way back in. you are not my owner, i no longer a slave. this girl has broken free of you. busy yourself with someone else's grave.

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you broke this heart for the last time/

tonight the tables have all but/ 

turned for now this heart breaks for/ 

you who hide behind your own /

pretensions that keep you safe/

is all you'll ever need/

and all you'll ever be is sorry/

this is a bridge/

i will let it burn/

watch the match/

drop from this unregretting heart/

this is a bridge/

i will let it burn/

/

you say no more strength to be spent on me/

there was never a day where i was not your crutch/

a world revolving around your heart/

a world that destroyed everything it touched/

you are sinking deeper in/

you are more than self absorbed/

/

this is a bridge/

i will let it burn/

watch the match/

drop from this unregretting heart/

this is a bridge/

/

i will let it burn/

i choked my way out/

battered, bleeding and broken/

at the edge of your raging surface/

i found my strength, something true i could hope in//