Change
Oh how you have grown up so fast. You crept up on me. You really know what you are doing.Twisting my mind and thoughts to make me feel like I was once worth it... but you know. Change. Take myself back to the man I once was. Thinking the sweetest things and that was a short coming. Got caught up with being accepted and valued and with escape comes... change. You did it once. Why can't you do it again? Flipping switches is your forte. I mean this script ain't going to write itself. But as it is writing, the fear of an eraser to a pad involves your story to... change. Mock me. Make me a fool just like I already am. Could I be back to what was prior to the heart ache, hardships and wrongful tips? People see this shell that is intact. Have you decided now you want to see the inner shell? Cracked and damaged in the inside from desperate need of... change
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