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The Break Up (Mary)

I met you when I was at burnt mill
Familiar name but I heard still
That you were a dame that could hurt, kill
So I didn’t race up to make your acquaintance

But all of my mates had been saying your name
Smelling your fragrance at every place
Couldn’t escape, Id picture your face whenever I wake up, I needed a taste

One night after school I was meeting the boys
Thought it was basketball up at the courts
I didn’t know they had brought you along
And that’s when I let you get into my thoughts

You whispered to me as you touched on my lip
From that moment on I was living a trip
Gentle but damn that’s a powerful grip
Fighting was worthless, I couldn’t resist

Ah Man she was so fine
Wanted her around all day, all night
Willing to give her all of my time

Fast forward, the last year of being at school
You and me had people thinking we’re cool
Sat at the back, flunking exams
“His attitude lacks any passion at all”

That’s what it said on my final report
Couldn’t be bothered to find a retort
Figured that I would be fine after school
You and me rise, we were high after all

So what if you needed good grades for a job
I didn’t want to be slave to the top
I knew we were heading up, straight to the top
Couldn’t imagine there being a drop

Our bond hadn’t done too much harm to me then
But one day my dad had decided the time we were spending together
was better cut short so he brought in the fed tryna cause us to end

That only inspired our bond to get stronger
The time we invested together got longer
I couldn’t decline you, accepting your offers
But hardly we spoke so we’d sit and we’d ponder

Noticing now that whenever you’re gone
Nothing was positive everything’s wrong
Even my passion for music was lacking and through it I packed up amusing the challenge of rapping and hadn’t be making a song
Even just listening to it was long
I never experienced a numbness like this
My brain only capable of making me mong

That’s when I started to see the effect
The time that we wasted, our lack of respect
The cage that we made for ourselves, in our heads
Our bodies alive but our souls nearly dead

I knew it was time to call it off
It wasn’t easy
But it had to be done
You were bad for me
there’s no denying that now

For months I’d avoided your scent
No fogginess fucking my head
I’ve started establishing friendships
I know that what I did was best

You really were something unique
No parallel to your mystique
You succeeded in making me weak
And that’s why we no longer speak

I thought you were good for my brain
But really you drove me insane
I know that we won’t be the same
Ever, ever, again
Written by Benzy_420 (BTheW)
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Author's Note
Mary was toxic. Caused me to doubt myself, lose confidence, and question everything. I’ll never smoke again.
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