Verse 1
You took my pride,
the only spark I ever had.
A quiet light was flowing
through veins already cracked.
You held me by the throat,
laughed as my world turned black –
and I let you,
I let you pull me down like that.
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Pre-Chorus
I’m not fourteen anymore,
not the girl you used to blame.
You thought I’d bleed out silently –
but the silence learned my name.
I’m tired now,
so tired of the war you made me fight,
the constant pressure,
the endless night.
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Chorus
You had your moment,
your cruel, shining time.
You thought you broke me,
thought the light was yours to hide.
But I’m still breathing,
still bruised but still alive.
You took everything,
yet I survived the burn you couldn’t write.
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Verse 2
You set my soul on fire,
turned a home into a grave.
You shook the ground beneath me,
took the trust I couldn’t save.
And when I fell to ashes,
you smiled like you had won –
but even dust remembers
who the hell it came from.
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Bridge
And sometimes,
I taste the ocean,
feel summer on my skin.
A breeze that tells me softly:
you don’t get to end me again.
I’m tired, but I’m rising –
slow, gentle, unafraid.
You burned my house down,
but not the shore where my heart stayed.
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Chorus (2nd, bigger but still soft)
You had your moment,
your vicious little show.
You tried to fracture bones,
but never reached my ghost.
Now I stand fragile,
not healed, but reclaimed –
you took everything,
yet you’ll never own the flame.
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Outro
I’ll never be the same,
but the pain is not your throne.
You burned my soul to ashes,
but the ashes are my own.
And the wind carries my echo,
soft, quiet, and finally free –
you failed to ruin the last of me.
jozrithin
