Playwrite

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I'm rewriting
revising
rethinking
of the script in my head
if you ever found out
I would be dead

I'm intriguing
sneaking
tweaking
my words in my mouth
steering you away from the north
and going south

you're confusing
amusing
cruising
playing with my heart
you won't stop
until you tear me apart

it's alluding
oozing
snoozing
and it won't ever stop
it's creeping out of my head
waiting for my tears to drop

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