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Nails On a Chalk Board

by Broken panorma

This bed
Has lumps
This was
Not fun
I stick
Then run
Or at least that's how you see it

The truth
Might sting
For you
And me
I schmooze
You flee
But then you come right back for more

If you
Crash
Into
A truck
Your own
View
Will seem true
But you were intoxicated

I apo
Logize
For the drama and
The lies
You gave your share too
But to make me seem a saint
Is what a dick would do

I don't miss the old you
I miss what we used to do
Hours and hours on the phone
I felt it was precious and
We were alone
But I waisted 3 years on you
No more

Goodbye

And fuck yourself