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I was wrong and not afraid to admit it/
My precision/
In doing this was acquittal/
From your derision/
Im sickened/
By your response and lack of admittance/
To the sins that/
You did to me and committed/
I could list them/
But Im glaring through stained glass/
Im ashamed that/
I miss you but the straight facts/
Are the main trap/
To this infatuation and I cant escape that/
Ill replace flash/
With something more filling/
Then what youre shilling/
As the doors hinging/
On by its last nail/
Ill ignore blistering/
And acknowledge where our past failed/
I have stared/
Into the sun for too long/
And I choose dawn/
Breaking/
Instead of suffocating/
While pondering who's wrong/
Ive moved on/
But your face is so haunting/
It alarms me/
How I let it disarm me/
Starves me/
And charms me/
Into thinking that youre what my heart needs/
But Im starting/
To chart these/
Waters down and break free/
Youve chained me/
For too long while I held the gates key/
And I see you blankly/
No facade to enslave me/
And I hate these/
Faults Ive discovered inside your debased schemes/
You can change things/
But youll never erase me/
Skank please/
Keep spewing your bullshit/
Im pulling/
Dollars, so stay a dime and give it up for minimal purchase/
The minute I heard it/
Shook my head and knew you deserved it/
Basic bitch/
Hating shit/
When shes never earned it/
Looking bad shes/
With her sugar daddy/
Hurting badly/
Pretending shes cultured by writing in cursive/
I tried to endure it/
In spite of the surface/
Hiding a mind as deserted/
As the side of her purse is/
Through pursed lips/
You critiqued my desires and earnest/
Attempts to save you, biting and fervent/
An unlikely burst of/
Fiery internment/
In your bullshit showed me what type of a person/
You really were, and I decided to curb this/
Because my life is a perfect/
Car and your enticement is birdshit/
Entitled and worthless/
Fuck being nice, when the urge hits/
Ill just remember I only got your attention when I eyed you like dirt bitch/
Slightly unnerved when/
I slide through immersing/
Myself in the blythe of uncertain/
Feelings, but I decide to disperse them/
Because this time Im the purpose/
That incites all the burning/

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