stumped lifelines


I’m letting you go the way a tree lets go to a saw


I keep going back and forth with you

And even though it seems like I’m making no progress


My cut gets deeper and deeper every time


Green painted to black

You’ll never have me back


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i write lame poems that no one really reads

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