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Chances are

by PensNneedles

I'm asking you to look at me What do you think you see Chances are it's not what's really there A color faded through overuse In search of a simple truth Chances are it was never really there Can't pacify the unsatisfied Or rectify hurt caused by lies Can't change the past Can't change the past Dying behind a liar's grin Just let me sleep again Chances are I'm rotten to the bone If I'm around you should walk away I've nothing good to say Chances are I should always be alone Can't justify how I terrorized Your entire life with all my lies Can't take it back Can't take it back A billion or so other men Would treat you better than I ever can They'd give you the world and Ask nothing in return Honestly I'd like to see You kick the dust from your tired feet And never look back Just let me fucking burn But your eyes show another life Where maybe I can make things right Forget the past Forget the past
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PensNneedles
41 / M
Published
Nov 20, 2020
Time
2m
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#selfloathing#outofmyleague
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