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Jun 18
The word "decision" is a dagger
You dip into my flesh at intervals

I don't think you'll understand
That this is just the way it has to be

I never made a choice in my life

You wear me out
I wanted to be a musician
But you're my dream and you didn't develop right

I blame you, I don't blame myself
Because there is nothing I could have done differently

And now I watch as you lift them above me
It's just the dynamic and the shape of us
And one of the main reasons I hate you
And you dip your knife in again
But I should look at it differently
You're not dipping in your knife
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   Nolan Bucsis
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