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You left me a dictionary of invented sorrows
Where goodbye has become synonymous with rebirth
And loneliness became the best teacher
Love is a walking paradox
it flays you alive to remind you that you exist.
Good choices can hurt
It didn't kill me
But that day you died for me
The poison of goodbye is sometimes the antidote.
Oh, you devoured me in slow motion:
An almost imperceptible feast
Some marks remain forever
But that doesn't mean we want to relive the past We just want to recover that piece of us
That was lost when everything fell apart.
Your love was a gasoline-scented almost
A museum of embalmed promises
I've become a fire that refuses to go out
Today I carry these scars like war medals
Good choices can hurt
Like drinking the ocean only to spit out salt
Good choices can hurt
Like giving birth to yourself in hell
Like swallowing mirrors to reflect the truth
Love is a walking paradox
it flays you alive to remind you that you exist.
Good choices can hurt
It didn't kill me
But that day you died for me
The poison of goodbye is sometimes the antidote.
Oh, you devoured me in slow motion:
An almost imperceptible feast
