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Damn you look so much better, hard to not stare,

we shared such great memories, hard to not care,

mind mimics a memory projector, displaying you everywhere,

on my walls, in the streets, over here and over there,

hard to think that just 6 months prior,

i was warm hearted, fresh out of the dryer,

must be why you ran from me like i was fire,

you saw a monster and became a liar,

if only i said no and retired like Barry,

in my prime, my future wouldn't scare me,

then i'd know i gave into choices,

gave up pitching to you so you don't jim joyce us,

maybe you shined like a diamond in my eye,

but that doesn't mean i deserve to cry,

staying away from liquor, so i fall asleep dry eyed,

we'll see how long it lasts till i'm fully fried.