I hope that you aren't
Stumbling through the dark...
Wondering who you are...
Wandering near and far...
The scars...
I just miss the girl
You were.
That shining star...
Fallen flower peddles
Float between the bars...
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Ah...
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Little stress.
Little stress.
It's been a year since I have got a text
From my ex...
I'm never cashing that check.
It cost me far too much,
Now all my edges are flecked.
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I thought she brought a knife
To the fight,
Until she pulled that banger.
Never checked...
Never checked...
I kept on squeezing
Tighter and tighter
Unaware of that danger.
And yet
Still she deflected
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My love...
I could have poured into myself
Instead.
Whoa...
I put no one else above
Us,
But she wallowed in her own regret.
Fire.
Fire.
Fire.
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Little stress.
Little stress.
I walked away for good.
I tried to give her the best.
Yeah,
I tried to give her the rest.
She toppled everything,
And threw the eggs from the nest.
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Ah...
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I still suffer the effect from it...
Ah, yeah, I'm still trying to collect from it.
Fuck that.
It's so hard to just deflect from it.
Yeah, I gotta keep a vest on it
Or I'll let my head plummet...
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Given the chance,
I wouldn't do that to you...
The opposite,
I tried to prove it to you... Way back when.
But your attention,
It was hella frugal...
Peter Parker, fuckin' Daily Bugle... Green Goblin.
Blew up my heart,
Then tried to come right back and be my friend!
Did you think that I would drop my walls
And let you in?
You must have been dumb and delusional.
Killed that part of me off,
I just left the fuckin' funeral.
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Ah.
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Little stress.
Little stress.
I leave my phone on silent,
So my head and reflect.
Reset.
I hate that all the edges connect...
I pray she never finds me,
I don't have nothing left.
Nothing left...
Nothing left...
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Shack off
All the
Trauma
Bonds.
Lean in, and soldier on.