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knowing you
We met in grade 7
When I would drive me mad
You were there to convince me
Not to do it
I walked in unscathed
You walked with me
We walked a road
But I walked out scarred
We walked a path
For seasons past
Greener leaves
Orange flickers,
naked trees.
But when the sweet scent of spring did come
We turned sour
It was terrible
I knew it
It was never directly you.
But when you surround yourself
With fruit flies,
That make you feel rotten,
That make you feel sick.
You are bound to believe you are.
You changed me
And
I always tried to change you
You called the other day
I blatantly answered
You blew the puffs of smoke
Your striped arms
But you always believed me
When other people didn’t
don’t call me again
I love you
© Phvdberg
When I would drive me mad
You were there to convince me
Not to do it
I walked in unscathed
You walked with me
We walked a road
But I walked out scarred
We walked a path
For seasons past
Greener leaves
Orange flickers,
naked trees.
But when the sweet scent of spring did come
We turned sour
It was terrible
I knew it
It was never directly you.
But when you surround yourself
With fruit flies,
That make you feel rotten,
That make you feel sick.
You are bound to believe you are.
You changed me
And
I always tried to change you
You called the other day
I blatantly answered
You blew the puffs of smoke
Your striped arms
But you always believed me
When other people didn’t
don’t call me again
I love you
© Phvdberg
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