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Back Burners Are The Last Resort

by @jazzelle-monae

How dare he even try To come back into her life After he ripped her apart every Single Part Shredded her to bits Every Single Inch Picked at the seams And didn't care for her screams Layed her in hell Broke his own spell So please tell me how Tell me why now? After she's put her self all back together. He left her before Please shut the damn door He doesn't belive in forever She remembers his name She's forgetting his game Her heart is a hopeful romantic Lock it up twice He's got the same vice He's using his regular semantics Shut the door Hit the floor Go far away fast Remember the past He's a game of fire at best. You'll get burned Back in hell He does it so well Save yourself while you still can.
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Published
Jul 8, 2016
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