I thought you were an ally,
but walls divide, and I
don’t see a way around
this tonight.
You can’t avoid the fallout,
because being dead inside
isn’t a good reason
to sidestep
when you told
all those lies.
Just look me
in the eyes,
tell me it was worth
bleeding what was left of me
one last time.
I know there’s
the devil in the details,
but as far as I can tell,
I’m over it, and
I’m done seeing red.
Live your own
life in sin,
because I won’t live
my life with your regrets.
Jan 19, 2025
Jan 19, 2025 at 1:17 AM UTC
I thought you were an ally,
but walls divide, and I
don’t see a way around
this tonight.
You can’t avoid the fallout,
because being dead inside
isn’t a good reason
to sidestep
when you told
all those lies.
Just look me
in the eyes,
tell me it was worth
bleeding what was left of me
one last time.
I know there’s
the devil in the details,
but as far as I can tell,
I’m over it, and
I’m done seeing red.
Live your own
life in sin,
because I won’t live
my life with your regrets.
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