Tell me what I did wrong,
Was it the way I laugh at the wrong times?
Or maybe the way I just see smiling faces?
I don’t know.
I’m moving cinderblocks,
and you’re moving dandelions.
Why don’t you love me?
Grey consumes my life-
I thought you would be a definite,
I was wrong.
Wrong.
Wrong.
Wrong.
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