Tuesday, August 13, 2013

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I suppose I could spread letters like puzzle pieces and put them together
Hoping you would see the big picture rather than dissecting each word in each line as if they were personal attacks against your fragile psyche
You see it’s just the reality of the matter
These words are cut from the very corners of my lips, placed before you as a truth you’d prefer was a lie
We’re no good for one another

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