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Messed Up Love
You could not see how much you messed me up
Until you left through the door you came in through.
By then it was too little and too late to fill the cup
Until it was brimming over with apologies. You
Went ahead and painted some screwed up image
Of what love was supposed to be like in my head.
That only left to me to be at the line of scrimmage
In order to get bruised and hurt. Love, a messed bed
Of thoughts and lies all because of you. it is all of
The reasons why I keep myself guarded. It is why
I Have built my walls high and why that type of love
May be too much to ask for. I know that the sky
Is the limit, but you messed that up too. I swore
To myself that no other person was going to hurt
Me like that again even after the guys to follow wore
Me down and my heart that was buried in the dirt
So long ago was that close to making a reappearance
Again. All I wanted was love, closure, and clearance.
Until you left through the door you came in through.
By then it was too little and too late to fill the cup
Until it was brimming over with apologies. You
Went ahead and painted some screwed up image
Of what love was supposed to be like in my head.
That only left to me to be at the line of scrimmage
In order to get bruised and hurt. Love, a messed bed
Of thoughts and lies all because of you. it is all of
The reasons why I keep myself guarded. It is why
I Have built my walls high and why that type of love
May be too much to ask for. I know that the sky
Is the limit, but you messed that up too. I swore
To myself that no other person was going to hurt
Me like that again even after the guys to follow wore
Me down and my heart that was buried in the dirt
So long ago was that close to making a reappearance
Again. All I wanted was love, closure, and clearance.
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