Broken Stone

Crash crash

Remember where we’re headed

Seems like some times you forget this

We’re headed to the same place

Same car same pace

So much disappointment broadcasting on your face

You forgot your heated lines and I have to restrain myself and bury mine

Counting errors isn’t tolerant

Busting bubbles of rights in exchange for forgiveness

I know you didn’t mean anything because you slept soundly

As I battled darkness offering bitterness and a throne for pettiness free crown or no sleep.

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