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I can see you lying, staring at your pretty eyes,

why do i even choose to try?

it seems you're more disappointed each time we talk,

i get the hint, i'll take a long walk,

in time i won't be able to picture any,

of the girls who knew me as Rennie,

in time i won't recall a single name,

of any girl who played the game,

twenty two as you lay on my hotel floor,

tug on my hoody strings, remember the score,

no more is what i promised myself when leaving,

if you want to reverse it, good luck; still grieving,

twenty three as i write out some silly words,

post as Silver Lining and hope none think me absurd,

cause i dwell much, forgive less, regret more,

then the man i once was before.