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everyshot i take is in vain.
B5 - miss
comforting burn, like if acid were butterscotch flavoured
down the throat, to the stomach, absobed into the bloodstream
i've played this game too many times before
G2 - miss
it paves the pathway to numbness
i leave breadcrumbs along its turns so as not to lose my way
but its windy today and looking back im left staring at nothing
J9 - miss
choke it back, shake it off, smile and nod
these are the times when i used to run
when it was so much easier to hide your eyes then face the world
A3 - miss
sometimes the futurs not a pretty place
i catch glimpses in these moments
i get snapshots and post-its [mason says my post-its up, its time to go]
E7 - miss
i let my guard down, youve landed every shot.
Game over. you sunk my battleship
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communication is an art most cant master.
one person feels they have been slighted by another.
betrayl as a symptom.
the other, equaly as disapointed and let down by the first.
push eachother out of lives.
push the blame on anyone but ourselves.
i take FULL responsibility for all my actions. for every choice, every childish wrong move, every mistake made
im class like that, i'll admit when im wrong, slightly on the defencive side, but there will be admitance.
its a neat trick!
somedays i wish for honesty so bad it almost hurts.
instead i get awkward moments, long silences and testy waters. did it make me rude? probably. theres something about avoidance that bothers me.
i suppose i'll be the only one left mourning the past.
its so much easier for everyone to ditch the blame, cut out the problem.
its so much easier to forget every sacrifice made or moment shared. because in the end, its human nature to emphasize the negative.
everyones so concerned with being happy, well you cant be happy all the time, and everything isnt always peaches.
there has to be balance.
--me and karma duked it out, i told her i had nothing but good intentions, she told me i had a dirty mouth, in the 5th round she threw a right hook and broke my jaw. but i rocked the tiger uppercut and that bitch went down--
everyshot i take is in vain.
B5 - miss
comforting burn, like if acid were butterscotch flavoured
down the throat, to the stomach, absobed into the bloodstream
i've played this game too many times before
G2 - miss
it paves the pathway to numbness
i leave breadcrumbs along its turns so as not to lose my way
but its windy today and looking back im left staring at nothing
J9 - miss
choke it back, shake it off, smile and nod
these are the times when i used to run
when it was so much easier to hide your eyes then face the world
A3 - miss
sometimes the futurs not a pretty place
i catch glimpses in these moments
i get snapshots and post-its [mason says my post-its up, its time to go]
E7 - miss
i let my guard down, youve landed every shot.
Game over. you sunk my battleship
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communication is an art most cant master.
one person feels they have been slighted by another.
betrayl as a symptom.
the other, equaly as disapointed and let down by the first.
push eachother out of lives.
push the blame on anyone but ourselves.
i take FULL responsibility for all my actions. for every choice, every childish wrong move, every mistake made
im class like that, i'll admit when im wrong, slightly on the defencive side, but there will be admitance.
its a neat trick!
somedays i wish for honesty so bad it almost hurts.
instead i get awkward moments, long silences and testy waters. did it make me rude? probably. theres something about avoidance that bothers me.
i suppose i'll be the only one left mourning the past.
its so much easier for everyone to ditch the blame, cut out the problem.
its so much easier to forget every sacrifice made or moment shared. because in the end, its human nature to emphasize the negative.
everyones so concerned with being happy, well you cant be happy all the time, and everything isnt always peaches.
there has to be balance.
--me and karma duked it out, i told her i had nothing but good intentions, she told me i had a dirty mouth, in the 5th round she threw a right hook and broke my jaw. but i rocked the tiger uppercut and that bitch went down--