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Hello Old Friend
It's been years since we connected.
I got lost in some offshore land
Looking for peace in different prospective
Finding only small incentive indicatives of self.
How we parted ways in a rush, me lost in a maze
Of my own creation, I abandoned you.
Breaking my want for you, thinking...
I could do life without you.
Silly girls with silly dreams do grown up
To be foolish women.
I rest my ink on the hood of pride
Too shallow to believe I needed to be humble
Too broken and tore to think I was unbreakable
Too dumb to think I couldn't be clueless
I lost so much yet nothing at all
I lost the chip on my shoulder, tho heavy it was
I still stayed away from you.
Old friend you force me to see me
Inked myself on pages unjudging and unwavering
Let me cry broken n lost and still I couldn't
Bring myself back to you.
Until now.. I missed you old friend
I'm ready to spill.
I got lost in some offshore land
Looking for peace in different prospective
Finding only small incentive indicatives of self.
How we parted ways in a rush, me lost in a maze
Of my own creation, I abandoned you.
Breaking my want for you, thinking...
I could do life without you.
Silly girls with silly dreams do grown up
To be foolish women.
I rest my ink on the hood of pride
Too shallow to believe I needed to be humble
Too broken and tore to think I was unbreakable
Too dumb to think I couldn't be clueless
I lost so much yet nothing at all
I lost the chip on my shoulder, tho heavy it was
I still stayed away from you.
Old friend you force me to see me
Inked myself on pages unjudging and unwavering
Let me cry broken n lost and still I couldn't
Bring myself back to you.
Until now.. I missed you old friend
I'm ready to spill.
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