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The lane leading into the alley was lined with weeds
False intentions masked by good deeds
The end of the chosen route turned out to be dead
Too many conversations for one man's head

So he began snapping at friendly fingers
From the corner he had backed himself in
Lies falling from his mouth with every drop of the chin

I bent so far back that my blades touched the ground
Then you stepped on my belly and jumped up and down
One thousand times you could of broke my back
But my heart may never heal from your malicious attack

You wielded my graciousness against me in battle and won
The battlefield before you lay barren 
Clinching your weapon there were no signs of spoil from this war
You began to wonder what exactly it was you were fighting for
Now that everything has fallen silent and your head starts doing the math
A lonely existence results from an over cleared path

Standing alone on your island with every bridge burnt
Will the pain from your decisions be your lessons learnt

You board a small craft that is solely equipped with a grinding wheel
Never knowing what it is to to be even keeled
Did all this come to fruition just yesterday
Or have you always been slowly drifting away
The name of your boat reads sociopath
As you grind your axes with a wayward laugh

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