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Oct 10, 2004 21:31

Go on just say it,
You need me like a bad habit,
One that leaves you defenseless, dependent, and alone.

I hold my tongue use it to assess,
The damage from way back when it mattered,
But nothing seems important anymore,
We’re just protecting ourselves from our self,
And I don’t think I’ll ever come back down
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