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Out Of Range
Come on, tell it to my face
Go ahead, unload all your petty rage
Or have I already been erased?
All the anger you have is misplaced
You need to check your head space
I can't change how you feel
You claim people can't change
That it's all fake and not real
Maybe becoming different is just out of your range
I am different now, trying to heal
You need to walk away
I want to let all this go
Let our bond die where it lay
I'm done watching our horror show
Go ahead, unload all your petty rage
Or have I already been erased?
All the anger you have is misplaced
You need to check your head space
I can't change how you feel
You claim people can't change
That it's all fake and not real
Maybe becoming different is just out of your range
I am different now, trying to heal
You need to walk away
I want to let all this go
Let our bond die where it lay
I'm done watching our horror show
Published 25th May 2013
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Anonymous
26th May 2013 5:39am
Way to cut the co- out of -dependent, MissMorbid. No mixed messages, no looking back. I like it.
Anonymous
2nd Aug 2015 7:43am
"I'm done watching our horror show"
That's a terrific line to end the poem with.
That's a terrific line to end the poem with.
