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—Dedication: to a girl I once knew. I hope you're doing well...just kidding. |

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Apple juice spills from her mouth, she never learned how to keep it closed. I try not to look at her with empathy but maybe that's what she needs.
I beg for these misconceptions not to be the death of me. I tried to paint myself golden but she never took the time to see.
I remember when she bled all over his chest; She didn't mean a word she said.

I wonder what goes on through her head now as she continues to spit the juice into her sink. I wonder if her counters have gotten sticky and if her bathtub is filling up.
I wonder if her mom has walked in to drain it, and saw that her daughter already drowned herself.
Too much pride? She couldn't handle a little chide?

I try my best not to obsess but all I think about are lies.
I think it's hard to hate someone when they remind you of yourself.. but maybe it could be the opposite.

I'll be over it one day,
And I'll try to wish you the best...
But don't forget that now you're not even a guest.

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