just when I thought

I had no more feelings to spare,
you've managed to squeeze the last tears out of me.

You should really consider it your talent. Because you're so good at it.

Thanks for pushing my buttons enough for me to erupt, & leaving me to crumble. And you wonder why in the world I left. Blaming everything but your ownself. Take a good look in the mirror.

So now that I'm gone, can you ask yourself, was it worth it?

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Here's to another night. ]';