I hear sirens at distance
My mind becomes nonexistence
I grab my first cup of coffee…
I take my first sip, my mind spins, my thoughts get foggy
…
All because I think of you, I hear the sirens and I get triggered
I remember all the pain you delivered, the way my thoughts you would injure
My passion for you died, you were the killer
…
Yet you always called me a sinner
Because I didn’t allow you to make me feel like a loser
You thought I would never leave because I loved you
But believe me, the love I had for myself was way bigger
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