If you wanted to, you could
If you wanted to, you would
But it’s over, said and done
Things got real, no longer fun.
Erased, forgotten, washed away
No trail to find, no tracks, no way
The knife was left…. lodged in my back
Your eyes once blue, had turned to black.
So underrated, lost, confused
You played for fun, I had been used
Changed the locks , kept the keys
Nothing more …. to do with me.
Lost my glitter, spark and shine
You took it all, I lost my mind
No regret, no recollection
My name and number’s never mentioned.
Nothing there to hold on to
No safety net, or steel toed shoes
Nothing there, not one excuse
On my own, no parachute.
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