A Song In The Progress

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City lights shining down on me,

As the tears stream down my face,

A spot light every five steps,

I walk along this lonely gravel road,

Stepping in my short spotlights,

Telling the dirt i kick,

About you,

You hurt me so damn bad,

Every lie you told me,

Was another lasting scar,

Why didn't you just say,

Hey I don't love you,

You put me through Hell,

I could draw it on a map,

Talking to my shadow,

In my spot lights,

Sun peeking out of the horizon,

My shadow darkens,

Follows me, 

Listening quietly.

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