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I didn't mean to hit the ground, but it's the fall that saved me. Started when i had to see her, then i had to hear her voice, It got worse when she taught be to breathe. then she convinced me that i wasn't leaving, and she pulled me back in, oh, i'd let her do it all again...as if i had a choice. I went back on who i am to be here alone, back on who i am, now she is my home. I hadn't had much experience, with this happiness thing. but she forced me upon this good mood, like i lonely soul that takes to drinking. then she struck my weaknesses, with a devilish glare. her oh so purpetual pout, and the smile i'll ever find so rare. I went back on who i am to be here alone, back on who i am, now she is my home. back on who i am to be here alone, back on who i am, now she is my home. Am i happy? I can't tell, but the smile suggests i am. Maybe i'm a player, in a tragedy i wrote. but the audience is laughing, so i'll keep handing it out, and smiling politely, smiling politely, smiling |