PLan b
Pause, continue, step back
A plan that will always lack
Sure,Vacillating, then enough
The plan Plummet, its tough
Infallibile, how love could be
You leave and never appear
And then i start with plan b
When the returner is never to me
But weak i am,you know what i mean
Amputate is easy when your not around
Liberated, free, and still bound
unshackle me with your charming voice.
The heart is weak with the minds noise
I found the potion of my weakness
When words surround us ,i feel your existence
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