Purge #5

I wonder a lot, oh I wonder

What is it you aim to conquer?

Why do you want to sip my liqueur?

How much pain would you incur?


In fact I fear a lot, oh I fear

That I might end up a mere souvenir

From the good times with a profiteer

Memories I think you should revere


Damn I hate it a lot, oh I hate it

And I’m afraid to sit and debate it

Scared you might want to recreate it

Too used to failing, I anticipate it


I can’t muster the will to open up

Cause you’ll see inside I’m broken up


I can’t muster the strength to forget it all

When the wrong move can be my downfall


I can’t muster the tears to sit and cry

After all, you are the one to pacify

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