Wiped, from last night's drama, that you brought on.
Trying to fix the pieces, that still don't belong.
It's a maze that we travel through.
All because what you do.
Now feeling out of sorts, but holding on.
You gave me so much to think about, whether we still belong.
I know I promised you that I would be fair.
But the promises were thrown out of the window, the day you didn't care.
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