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Nov 2017
She walks in with an armistice and my body is just too sore
Not ready for love or useless arguments dragged across the floor
Im used to chasing rabbits and bad habits
Now I sit and wonder why Iā€™m glued to this chair
Hard to find a way to figure out to care
She wants anything to lay next to her pitiful deceit
As I keep close all the secrets that you keep
She will argue until I bend
But I wont let her forget her skeletons

I want to wake up every morning with a cup
Of a ****** mary and the paper folded up
Read about the yesterdays and the scores
Think of all the years I chose to ignore

She loses her self in all the years of regret and wasted years
Never ready to commit always fall on deaf ears
Im not used to casual and detachable
Found a way to get through all the harder times
Sell my soul for another sip of sunshine
She wants to find something inside
I will make sure that the words you say will abide
She will argue until I close my eyes
But I will make sure she sleeps with all her lies

I want towake up every morning with a cup
Of a ****** mary and the paper burning up
Read about the yesterdays and what wont last
Think of all the days that have gone past
Written by
J M  35/M/Massachusetts
(35/M/Massachusetts)   
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