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Aug 2011
The taste of fermented fruit and wheat

linger on my breath the morning after

walking out on the only thing that mattered.


Nothing makes sense without you...


Now the romours are spreading and

I try not to believe them, but I caught wind

that you think I left to be with Shannon.


That could not be further from the truth

but you go ahead, believe want you want,

you always do.


But just incase you were wondering

I left because of you.


Whatever it takes to keep me off your mind

whatever it takes to turn me into the bad guy.


What happened to fighting for me and for us?

What happened to showing me your best?


How am I the one who hurt you?

oh wait... I walked away

I am the one that left before you.


Well you know I did not mean it

you know i am impaitent.

for ***** sake, im working on it.

Am I not allowed to ever get frustrated or be forgiven?
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