To you; even now I don't know if you want it to be like this.

I've destroyed
I've fold,
I made you feel cold,
but now I want to hold.

I've wrecked,
I've necked
I made you deject,
but now I want to connect.

I crave,
I engrave,
I gave,
I behave,

and I wonder if you see.

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