Follow up to Warnings Unheeded
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The strings hurt, they pull
whether many, whether few.
Tugging this way and that
drawing blood, tearing holes.
The hurt was good before.
The blows were softer in the days of yore.
Now I'm afraid I'll come undone,
Too many strings, too little fun.
There's nothing quite like opening your eyes
To the fact that a relationship is built on lies.
It should have ended long ago
I just hid the pain, didn't let it show.
Now it's over, no more strings.
No more pulling off my wings.
I can be an angel, watch me soar.
No more settling the score.