You deleted me
Can’t you see
what this does to me?
There is no way to be free
It brings me to my knee
You opened me
and I believed in a “we”
How can this be
you can’t be true to me?
It’s a soul-baring fee
I deleted “me”
Can’t I see
what this does to me?
There is no way to be free
It brings me to my knee
I opened “me”
when I believed in a “we”
How can this be
I can’t be true to what I see?
It’s a soul-baring fee
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