healing
You took something so private, and made it public to me, I was for your eyes only, you let greed of maybe love blind you. I never wanted to be seen I like to dream. Your secret was safe with me even if it was me. I enjoy my peace of being able to walk through the streets. Remember you fired the first shot. Playing a robot watching the stock drop. I fired off a warning shot thinking you'll take heed and quit not understanding all this was fixed. I always played by my own rules a fool's gold now someone's mold. you turned a purl heart cold what's the price of a soul. Blind folks playing silly jokes logically I know you had your reasons. However I refuse to see them. My choices are mines left for you to define. No tears lots of fears left in another man's hand, that I will never understand. My blood will remain on your hands. Here I stand ex man π
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