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Jul 2013
Setting up rules and calling it quits
No pressure, no need to commit
No expectations, nothing else
We’re not ‘together’, so that should help

Help with what? Clear your mind?
So you can maybe talk to that demon inside
You know him, the one that hides
Tells you lies, sneaks in disguise
Messing up our lives
Making you think this happiness
Is not worth your time
Hurting you, tearing you apart
Making you act like you never had a heart
Telling you it’s fine to rip me to shreds
She can handle it, she’s got a strong head

You seem so surprised when I’m confused
When I think that your love was just a ruse
You thought I’d know all along what was going on?
You thought I could be the one who was strong?

You saw me fail time and again
I am weak now as I was weak then
I might’ve convinced you once or twice
That I was worth this lethal price
But it’s harder now to convince my self
I look in the mirror, pick up from the shelf
That journal that keeps all the murderous lines
Read it once, see that I’m not fine

Maybe it can’t be fixed, not this time
And to convince you that I’m worth it
Well, that would be a crime
publishing this unedited, so sorry for any mistakes or general shabbiness.
wramblingon
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