Meditation on bitches

Ah my dearest

You cut the deepest

For I care(d) about you the most

And now I hate you the most

Love and hate are never far apart

With you, they are almost the same

 

When will my heart be okay again?

When will the bleeding stop?

When will the tears dry?

When will I find someone like you?

If you insist on turning your back?

 

I actually hope you’re okay

And maybe this is all paranoia

Maybe you’ve been struggling yourself

Maybe you’ve been in the darkness

And need a hand to hold

 

You can hold mine if you like

 

 

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