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You won’t find me
Condescending at your closed door
You won’t hear how I feel
Say you’ve been there before
The holiday’s the hardest time
To fill in all the blanks
And you don’t need anyone
To show you those mistakes
Wrap yourself up
In only math of our world
Fill up the holes
In your full heart with details
For all the riddles solved
And every puzzle you complete
Can’t seem to find the pieces
To the heart that beats
You’ll master every task
But always by the book
Then log it in your past
With risks that you once took
They left you then
They’ll hurt you now
Can’t get too close to you
Or you will cut them down
And any fool can play
I’ll raise the stakes
With another turn
We risk, we roll, we burn
At arms length
You never get hit
Too much to gamble
When you let someone in
My true friend I’m spewing
And only one more positive
I just might spill some notable insight
I didn’t think before I purged
So here I am attempting to
Unlock your closed door
I wouldn’t break it down
’Cause you’d be gone for sure
You might say something nice of me
And send it in a card
Or under whiskey breath
Slur kind words at the bar
And you’re sinking me
While you stay afloat
In the tank you built
We drop, we’ll never learn
HATA BİLDİR
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