new words were spoken,
feelins unknown wr felt
bubble of complacence burstd
takin wid it th crescentd gift
not knowin wht was th torture
th words or th betrayin swear
cudnt i turn back tym
scrap away those pages
relishin its temptin sweetness
i forgt its destructive prowess
now wid th dagger undrawn
life spins around undone
mortgage th pain, no
take th road ahead, no
relive th moment
salivate th torment
dnt look down love
its not over, encore

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