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forget the formalities
why can't you bury the thought of me in the backseat of your car
i'm playing dead in your front yard
why are you staring at my shoes with a look of resentment and refining your thoughts on commitment?
like the lie that you told me,
nothing could be better than me, except you never meant it
adjust your broken spine, and pick your teeth up off the floor
you've dismantled your jaw
and i can't repair you anymore
you're just a broken spine of a book that i once knew
you're just a caution sign to everyone around you
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