It's under my skin that I'm here alone
being shown that you got away
and that I was left to figure out how to survive
with all the power I have left I stand up to testify
how you took away what I had left and flew it to the moon
how you can see yet you're so blind
I can feel the chills going down my spine as your memory crawls through under my skin
under my skin
no matter how much I try to brush you away you're still there
so I pick and I itch
I prod and I poke.......
but you're still there
why are you still here though
I haven't seen you in a lifetime?



Maria
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