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Apr 23
Sick of defending my worth
while you're constantly complaining,
putting on a show.
We know we're not changing
so spare me the side hugs - let's cut our losses
Our castle is made of toothpicks, look closer
And I'm done rebuilding after each one of your blows
I'll lie here scattered amongst the others who fell short, content
as you revel in your face-value ties, buying friendships
emerald for emerald, eye for eye
seeing who you can impress next
til daddy's bank runs dry
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