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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A Hallmark card would have sounded sweeter than that My shiny badge of defusion and falsely sworn merit I’m the worst this town’s ever seen! But I want justice for this I keep retriggering your created catastrophes But somehow, I can never find the evidence to prove it And there's so much room in your library of wealth I can take this book of accountability but I wouldn't know where to store it Fact or fiction is your description? Is your tone peachy or melancholy? And how much time do I have to pass before you forget my lapse in judgment completely? Oh I’m plenty protective, just as long as I don’t have to prove it So what, Your teeth are sharpened to points?! So are my pencils to fend off your spirits with my strengthened platitudes But you won't ever see them cause your feet are anchored into the floor of your room But you don't see me dragging this on You won't see me downing the poison this soon Busting out the sewing machine to blindly patch these self-inflicted wounds You're not Amelia Earheart We're not playing hide and seek with your identity For all I know, you might've chucked it into a landfill already Along with every citizen secret that will never make it to the right person One man’s trash is another man’s burden Burying your anger But you never go back and dig it up later Always picking a fight with the wall But somehow, you always lose Every life lesson failed is one more knuckle laced with a bruise Black and blue like the ego you spit out and chew I guess it's hard for me to understand Cause I still love the life I chose But we also know That a life of notebooks soaked in tear-water While quietly slitting our shells, Is not any better Go back to the pen that keeps you so busy Or the number calling that you'd rather see But I will never forget the time you went on about how much I mean to you, Even if you expected me to I can't relate to your struggle with purpose Rather I ponder about my kindness and ask "can I preserve this?" And with every mental cigarette burn of wondering if you deserve this Still, the thought of you with someone else Puts even my happiest thoughts into a decaying abyss I don't struggle with purpose because it is this A curse on my life to always miss this But there's no need to raise the gun to my head, When I'd openly admit that it's still worth it Oh I’m plenty protective, only of my reputation and outward perspective A curse on my life to always fantasize Why can’t I have this? So put your best foot forward through the arch of your isolate haven As I crawl back to my requisite self-made cist
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