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[bluekey]

i meant nothing to you
so you dropped me like a swatted fly
obstructing your view

you meant so much to me
so i hung on to you
even when you squashed me

i brought you lines
like wine used to soften
the hardened spirit

giving items not for you
but for what i may
gain through it all

looking only at your outward beauty
and ignoring the the pain and fear
tearing you apart inside that shell

if i only put my glasses on and had looked a little closer
maybe i could have saved you
from the disease you call yourself