And like a bad habit
I find you hard to break
To rip from me
And set myself free
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The hurt and pain
The lust and ecstasy
Everything I thought I had in you
Was addiction and lack of control
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In him, I chose everyday
What I thought I had in you
When all you were
I had convinced myself I needed
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Once so out of touch
I was blind
Submerged in the lies
I thought I had in you
It turned into a shackle
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You are what came before
A bitter truth
I swallow now
As I move through the eye of the storm
I am left with the aftermath
I bid farewell
To what I thought I had in you
About the Creator
Jazzy
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Head of the Jazzy Writers Association (JWA) in partnership with the Vocal HWA chapter.
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