O no Not you too
Thought I plucked all the weeds
And exposed the flower within you
But you suffer from that same old flu
Consumed with the thoughts of only you

I drew you a map
In the hopes that you would see
That the actions you take
Are leading away from me

Silence was your answer
It ate away at me like cancer
Unwilling to play this game with you
I released myself from this voodoo

May peace, love, and light
Comfort you on those lonely nights
See love, with these conditions I can’t stay
I bid thee farewell as I walk away


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