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Steady hands means i'm calm, no more storm,

alone in my own home, no more dorm,

no more telling myself fine was enough,

done acting like my future is way too rough,

if it is love it will be again,

must learn to let my feelings end,

i was sure i learned, yet you occurred,

took a straight soda and added liquor to be stirred,

you only use words when you could have drove,

i wouldn't have been so hot headed like a stove,

if only you didn't act weird, you lived up

to the image i dreaded, now i can live up

to the man i wished to be, before i caught her,

when i was writing stories dreaming to be an author,

you were the starter by an end so painful,

that i actually used the word painful.