All this time i spent
Being naive enough to think you
Cared about me; as if a star
Dazed blonde
Ever had a chance
For your love; as if you
Gave a care
How her heart breaks
Irregularly beating
Just off beat; i'm pretending you're not
Killing me as you blow off the
Level of admiration i've
Matured and cultivated and
Nurtured. i guess i've become
Outdated. i guess
Perfection is what you need;
Quiet versus my
Rambunctiousness. right now, i'm nothing more than a
Symbol of your pain and your
Tenaciousness. you lack the
Understanding of
Virtue and honesty.
Without that, you'll never reach your private
Xanadu;
Your sanctuary. without me you have
Zero chance at paradise.
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