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He made me good

He was everything I used to be

Hopeful, true and kind

My past engulfed me

Made me a scavenger

In touch with the me I've buried

I like her, she makes me feel alive

Yet brings death to me all at once

Yet she is me

He tried to save me from her

But she had a hold on me

I did what she wanted

All the time

And it felt good

Being bad

But

He made me good

But she won

◄ The other me

I see you ►

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