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her art
Well what does she want me to say?
I just wanted her to be happy
Or at least miserable without me
But now the only thing I get is her walking away.
Such small sparks that keeps my pathetic fire alive
It’s just you to blame
But you’re worth the pain
This battle between heart and mind and you survive
Let’s keep this distance more consistent
It’s a horizontal plate
Of what she can’t keep straight
But darling at least your uncertainness is persistent
She kisses me like she isn’t the one breaking my heart
It’s just slacked line
A flaw in the design
This act of touch and go, she has made it an art.
