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We started off so clueless Acting so foolish You spoke a promise Surprisingly unfulfilled two nights later "I'll see you Friday, right?" "Of course" The mirror's so gullible Three hours of refilled free bread And dry cups of water later I leave Evidently I'm a second option You should've taken the latter Strike One You knew it was a mistake Sending DMs every few weeks Desperate for them to be clicked A year for every lonely hour I wasted In that air conditioned restaurant passes And I open your latest cry for attention Several vague apologies later And I swallow my bitter grudge Like a bowling ball To agree to another date This time you showed up Twice It felt good Experiencing what could've been the last time But the old saying goes "You never know if you want it until you have it" Apparently you didn't want me You took me for granted the second you got me back And your new crush looked quenching And your tongue was like a forgotten house plant But you don't want my water So you chose them Leaving me with the silver medal Again Strike Two This isn't baseball You don't get a third You're out
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Jul 26, 2019
Jul 26, 2019 at 9:36 PM UTC
You're Out
We started off so clueless Acting so foolish You spoke a promise Surprisingly unfulfilled two nights later "I'll see you Friday, right?" "Of course" The mirror's so gullible Three hours of refilled free bread And dry cups of water later I leave Evidently I'm a second option You should've taken the latter Strike One You knew it was a mistake Sending DMs every few weeks Desperate for them to be clicked A year for every lonely hour I wasted In that air conditioned restaurant passes And I open your latest cry for attention Several vague apologies later And I swallow my bitter grudge Like a bowling ball To agree to another date This time you showed up Twice It felt good Experiencing what could've been the last time But the old saying goes "You never know if you want it until you have it" Apparently you didn't want me You took me for granted the second you got me back And your new crush looked quenching And your tongue was like a forgotten house plant But you don't want my water So you chose them Leaving me with the silver medal Again Strike Two This isn't baseball You don't get a third You're out
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17/F/Anywhere and Everywhere
Jul 26, 2019
Jul 26, 2019 at 9:36 PM UTC
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