You're not just cracking the door I can do that myself you're kicking it blown open emotions to the side ready to run for me to find something wrong for me to ponder it and not care when I'm wrong and I'll be leaving you at the door
Why do you have to pissy?
It only makes me sad.
Now years seem to pass
as we blink our eyes
maybe I was meant to be
Left Behind.
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