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The age of a game
This morning I took a second
To realize I’m always thinking of you
So I listened to Taylor Swift songs
And pretended it could ever be him
I go anywhere
And plan a reunion
A party planner with no clients
A lost soul with no return
It hurts me today and it will hurt tomorrow
But yesterday I miss you.
And next week I dream of you.
I love you every day.
I lay in the movement
As if I’m not crying
And listen to your favorite song
To hear the ghost of your voice.
I feel our eight hour difference
and our four year distance.
And I know you do, too.
I love you every day.
I scream in your ear for you to come back
And I cry for peace
From the memories years ago
Druggie pizzas and ways to clean up quick
Late nights and later cries
Clients fry and customers die
But the game keeps playing
Of druggie pizzas and ways to clean up quick
Did you ever think of me?
The shell of the girl who’s father you stole
And heart you threw away
With the bat of an eyelash
And the flick of a handcuff late at night
Flash forward to razor blades and regretted letters
Terror and pain
Unimaginable but inescapable
Death defying and truth relying
The age of an epidemic
Of druggie pizzas and ways to clean up quick
Of memories that kill me silently and make me choke on my mind.
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