You give an inch but she takes a yard. Couldn't measure up to the ones in the past. You passed on the intersection. Avoiding the crash. That would leave you in a lapse. So instead of calling her. Before you relapse. You try and relax. Toss back a round. And run laps on the tracks while the beat plays. You are on your own in this race. no relays. A photo finish. No replays. No reset buttons in life. Play the hand that was dealt or you can reshuffle it twice. More than likely. It's likely she would never find some one like me. And I wouldn't want someone like her. So why blur the lines. You know your worth. So Why give them time? When they know your hurt. The jerks in life. Jerk there wives. But that's what they like. And ask themselves why? Do they stay with the regular. coming at their neck. Never happy constantly upset. Irregular concepts. Can't seem to grab their thoughts. So this food for thought fuels your soul better than the food you brought. You clearly sought after the answers. But your sick. Love shouldnt be a cancer. So you move quick. Step into the light of the lantern. That guides your path. Some say you couldn't measure up. So catch up to your road. Even if confidence you couldnt muster up.
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