You have my heart,

tied in a knot,

and we were cool,

but now you rot,

in the depths of life,

you're all alone,

you're so whipped,

almost like a drone,

and life's a "B"

when it comes to friends,

'cause you have none

is it now the sightless end?

No I think not,

and because SHE stepped in,

you're back aflame,

and i am lonely once again.

i find my paper, and my pen,

start all over, a blank slate again,

so lets face it

were all alone,

until we see that we are loved,

and people laugh,

when push comes to shove.

which makes us dream

of the ones WE love

so take it into heart and mind

and retrieve the one

you're meant to find.


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