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It's About That Time
I'm just tired
It seems our terms of endearment
Has almost expired
Its the same ol' same ol'
I mean..what was it?
Why could I never get a simple apology?
Why did the illumination of your wrongs
Somehow turn into an analogy of what I did...
3 moths ago...
3 years ago...
You said you forgave me
But you never let it go...
Instead you leveraged me like a stock option
Hedging bets against my past indiscretion
To be used for future interpretation
Nothin more than a petty broker
Peddlin in your own insecurities
All your faults
Neatly tucked away in your vault of secrets
While mine's get paraded all over front street
That's what I get for bein sloppy huh?
Should learn to copy from you huh?
A connoisseur of reconnaissance...
But no...I ain't tradin you an eye for an eye
See I ain't got the time to be playin Magnum PI
To your Angela Lansbury....
There's too much beauty in life for me
To be goin back n forth with you..
So if you got another dude layin the beef
By all means..be free
Go give him the grief...
Cuz It's my belief that my relief will begin
When I reclaim my peace of mind
Nevermind your piece of ass
Yeah...it was good while it lasted
But now I'm lookin past it
Lookin at that front door
While you keep creepin in and out
Of that back door
Thinkin I'm some type of rube
I may not be the smartest dude
But I'm smart enough to know when
Enough is enough
So you can take pride in
Bein more clever than I
Cuz at this point..
I'm like whatever...bye...
It seems our terms of endearment
Has almost expired
Its the same ol' same ol'
I mean..what was it?
Why could I never get a simple apology?
Why did the illumination of your wrongs
Somehow turn into an analogy of what I did...
3 moths ago...
3 years ago...
You said you forgave me
But you never let it go...
Instead you leveraged me like a stock option
Hedging bets against my past indiscretion
To be used for future interpretation
Nothin more than a petty broker
Peddlin in your own insecurities
All your faults
Neatly tucked away in your vault of secrets
While mine's get paraded all over front street
That's what I get for bein sloppy huh?
Should learn to copy from you huh?
A connoisseur of reconnaissance...
But no...I ain't tradin you an eye for an eye
See I ain't got the time to be playin Magnum PI
To your Angela Lansbury....
There's too much beauty in life for me
To be goin back n forth with you..
So if you got another dude layin the beef
By all means..be free
Go give him the grief...
Cuz It's my belief that my relief will begin
When I reclaim my peace of mind
Nevermind your piece of ass
Yeah...it was good while it lasted
But now I'm lookin past it
Lookin at that front door
While you keep creepin in and out
Of that back door
Thinkin I'm some type of rube
I may not be the smartest dude
But I'm smart enough to know when
Enough is enough
So you can take pride in
Bein more clever than I
Cuz at this point..
I'm like whatever...bye...
Published 25th Feb 2019
Author's Note
Circa '92
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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- Edited 7th May 2019 00:46am
25th Feb 2019 7:07pm
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25th Feb 2019 9:46pm
This blares at high volume, mono in a noise cancelling headset with a broken earpiece, playin' 'you vs me' Slam music when a soft slow 'us' concerto is desired.
Yea, time to go look for a new concert hall to dwell in.
Bringin' down the house, you are.
*just saw the Author's Note, another oldie but goodie.
Damn....you and that "Ding", seems I'm stuck in some kind musical now. :-))
Yea, time to go look for a new concert hall to dwell in.
Bringin' down the house, you are.
*just saw the Author's Note, another oldie but goodie.
Damn....you and that "Ding", seems I'm stuck in some kind musical now. :-))
27th Feb 2019 00:11am
