This is who I am
My love
Arms spread open for you to see
All the petty broken pieces
Falling at my tired feet
You've broken me
My love
Are you proud of your creation?
You dare not take responsibility
I am my own devastation
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The words just don't come fast enough.
I'm tripping over metaphors and overused phrases
Trying to explain myself.
And we're both trying to defend ourselves,
Our day and night opinions.
You muddle my brains
Like mint at the bottom of the julep
Talking around in circles
Making me the crazy one.
Maybe I'm the crazy one.
But you're still my one.
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