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Igorance is a sturdy ladder in a scorching playpen
You showed your true colors
Then This play date in this playpen quickly came to a end
This sturdy ladder of a friendship is now left disassembled
Here i am sitting here with this wound split wide open
You couldnt come to the senses that this is who i Am
We went from the playpen to the sandbox
You wanted to front and put on a show
Well i hope this sandbox devours your judgemental soul slow
To the point where you realize who you were until we advanced to Pre-K
Do you not see the pattern i have been here since the scorching playpen
But all you did was turn your back on me
Well guess what never again
Advanced to grade school
You get one little gold star and don't know what to do
still in middle school you
Proved 9 years meant nothing to you
Promoted to High school
You think your King Tut
Well its time you get uncrowned or either beheaded
I need to realize your a non factor in my life
But we both know what your doing is dead wrong
I wish it was easy for you to see
But now i just have to close this coffin and bury you and this friendship 6 feet deep
Finally This situation is dead to me
To you Our friendship Our memories
REST IN PEACE
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