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The coldness you would put me through would make me appreciate the warmth you straightened me with
You thought i would bend
You thought i would yearn for your approval as i did as a child
Sometimes I forget.And oh the bliss that comes along withthese moments of unforeseen abstraction.The bliss that helps me
It didn't take too much
To bring me down to my knees.
To leave me laying on the floor
Covered in bruises and blood.
To leave me laying alone in the dark.
So here I stay on the floor,
