Cinder Block

Etched out the corner Sharpened to a blunt Crumbling facade Come runnin, Won't you ? Never could you hold this cold hand Cause what you etched outta me Is dissipated on some other concrete landing Outta me And I can't repair my own faceless feelings Only to smash undesired love to the ground Cause when you got it, I never wanted it. You walk on out, but don't bare to look at what you take You blocked my thoughts, until I'm hardless concrete Turning to fine dust, Your neglect.