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Of-fence-ive
Beginnings of misunderstandings through miscommunications
Laid poor foundations for our mutual disdain
With ignorance for mortar and 6 weeks to cure
We set our path of pain in concrete
In an exchange of legal advice
Words like unsheathed weapons
Revealing crooked intentions
And a battlefield awash in spite and anger
In a final act of desperate benevolence
To dodge the magistrate’s hammer
You waste no time in making your final strike
Erecting your wall of poison chemical wood
Regrets choke, in your claustrophobic affront
Unmanned in my own back yard
By your oppressive weight and idolised isolation
In turn bringing out the worst in me
Laid poor foundations for our mutual disdain
With ignorance for mortar and 6 weeks to cure
We set our path of pain in concrete
In an exchange of legal advice
Words like unsheathed weapons
Revealing crooked intentions
And a battlefield awash in spite and anger
In a final act of desperate benevolence
To dodge the magistrate’s hammer
You waste no time in making your final strike
Erecting your wall of poison chemical wood
Regrets choke, in your claustrophobic affront
Unmanned in my own back yard
By your oppressive weight and idolised isolation
In turn bringing out the worst in me
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