From: Day one
You wanted to get away.
To: Where preachers
Replace your mobile stay.
Who could pay?
Who could at least not limit and pay each visit?
I fell for the hard of hearing instead of the popular blind.
The freedom bells were so kind.
They said, "So long problems!"
So long I fell for the slipped in family friendly questions and lost my beloved rhymes.
Why wasn't I visiting?
Do I like them?
Of course I just like you!
When you put me that way.
Fair warning, please, put us together.
Please, don't say you're both parties.
Please, don't make your own moves.
Please, at least put me together again before-
Do I see them as family?
What a twisted way to apply the correct amount of pressure.
Set me up to somehow put up with me.
Now they specifically exclaim how I hate them without question...
What was I dragged into?
How do I not feel torn apart?
Why must I answer for their own insecurity problems?
A family friend once said I deserved love right after a family passing.
But did I deserve this?
Of course I just saw you and me.
My first love.
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Midnight Blue
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