Euphoric Dysphoria
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kaylynn
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If our broken hearts could talk, this is what would be unlocked.

*A collaboration with @tayawayy and @kaylynn

Euphoric Dysphoria

To you I was a door;

To you I was a door; swung open for you convenience,

To you I was a door; swung open for you convenience, slammed shut when the time came to ignore.

To me you were a knob;

To me you were a knob; sealed by a lock.

I've searched desperately for the key,

I've searched desperately for the key, hoping for some way to turn you just a little closer to me.

As if a key would solve the mystery,

As if a key would solve the mystery, when in reality,

As if a key would solve the mystery, when in reality, I was rewriting history.

This is a battle that had already been fought,

This is a battle that had already been fought, reliving a war between our love

This is a battle that had already been fought, reliving a war between our love and all that it's not.

This bittersweet onslaught

This bittersweet onslaught twisting my love like an afterthought,

This bittersweet onslaught twisting my love like an afterthought, while you carried on like a hotshot.

You take

You take & take,

You take & take, breaking us into parts

You take & take, breaking us into parts collecting the fragments to display in glass cases

You take & take, breaking us into parts collecting the fragments to display in glass cases alongside other broken hearts.

I wish

I wish & wish

I wish & wish to be free of our glass imprisonment

I wish & wish to be free of our glass imprisonment if only to be trapped

I wish & wish to be free of our glass imprisonment if only to be trapped by futile insignificance.

I ache to spread these once glorious wings,

I ache to spread these once glorious wings, to flee the cage you called a home.

For you think

For you think love is made of trapped things,

For you think love is made of trapped things, at least that's

For you think love is made of trapped things, at least that's the only love you've known.

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