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My words, harsh, real and true
The indents they leave on you,
I hope they play like reminders, it’ll hit you one day you’ll find it
The one thing I was drawn too
I thought I’d found it all
In something that I couldn’t see through
Turns out I couldn’t be more wrong, you’ve changed,
We can’t get along
But I’ll still feel the same even if you turn the page.
I wish you all the best,
Descend into the rest.
You’re all the same.
Now we both have bigger things going on
And no it’s not fair, I still feel stuck here
In the shadow you’ve been casting,
Give me warmth or something more outlasting.
Then an empty head with fingers crossed,
I’m losing grip so there’s no love lost,
In staying the same, while everything changed.
Ill save my energy and remain something you can’t see through.
I’m still the same.