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Nov 2014
Encircling a pile of flames
Surrounded by friends
I glance at you
You're already staring

Then you turn down
Any words I say
It hurts, it stings
But is nothing near
The bigger picture

If you choose to look through me
I don't know if I'll heal
This will never workout
I'm giving up this fight

For I know that it was a joke
A sick, filthy, twisted lie
But I guess you don't care
That I barely slept last night, right?

So please tell me
Give me a break
I'm begging you please
What did last night mean?
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   Just Melz
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