I keep going over it, keeping it fresh in my mind,
for you its gone.
You let things go and fly away
like they are caught up by the wind.
You took advantage of the situation
getting what you needed from me.
When I finally saw, what I should have seen
the empty packet with a pretty label.
I had suffered.
I stay suffering , stood right there.
It began and caught me like a snare
and I keep going over it,
its fresh in my mind.
Keeping me stumbled and stuck
whilst you've already forgot.
To be an empty packet is no consolation for me
I was, and will once again be whole again, filled to the top, and sealed with a pretty bow
I thought you had made me whole,
had caused the thawing in my heart,
but that was for your gain,
though I placed too much on you, you couldnt hold up to the weight.
And yet, why do I keep going over it,
why is it still fresh in my mind?
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