There I go again,
Sabotaging everything....
Unconsciously of course.
I know that girl in the mirror.
It's about time she came home.
I thought she was gone forever.
But congratulations,
you make me want to cut myself again.
Boy, you're raising up the dead,
you're fucking things up in my head,
you've conjured up the beast in my bed
And I'm unsure whenever to thank you
or spite you.
But it is what it is....
A welcome home party.
-written March 11th 2013
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