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Rising From What You Stole 1

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Ash

Mar 2, 2026

Rising From What You Stole 1

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I kept your jacket on the chair like you'd come back someday A coffee cup from junior life, still in the hallway

2 a.m. I phoned it up, a message with a name A photo from the cafe on 3rd where you were never the same

You left a receipt in August, tucked behind your keys Perfume on your flannel, a quiet sheet of memories

I traced the lines of promises that we once used to say Now I'm learning how to count the nights that slipped away

You said forever like it echoed in these rooms Then whispers turned to footsteps leaving under moonlight bloom

No more shadows, no more lies, I won't be quiet anymore Hear me breathe, hear me eyes, I'm heading for the door

You cheated on me, you left me cold You sold our nights for someone else's gold

I'm picking up the pieces, I'm reclaiming me Rising from what you stole, I'm breaking free

I drove past your building where the hallway lights go dim Saw two silhouettes by your door, thought of everything we'd been

There was a voicemail with a laugh that sounded like a loss Your name on someone else's tongue, the cost I couldn't cause

I kept the little ticket stuff from that June midnight show Now I burn the memory of the song I used to know

I count the small betrayals that hid behind your smile And stitch the seams of trust back up one careful mile

You wrote our future with a pen that changed its mind I held the page while you erased the lines I thought were mine

No more hush, no more doubt, I'm done with feeling small This heart beats loud, this light's allowed, I'm breaking every wall

You cheated on me, you left me cold You sold our nights for someone else's gold

I'm picking up the pieces, I'm reclaiming me Rising from what you stole, I'm breaking free

I'll turn your number off, I'll fade the bed you worn I'll fold the photographs, the corners still untorn

Every tear, bed fire, every sleepless night reclaim Now I use that blaze to run my future away

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