[1] Vague

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It ends with a centOr rather with "cent"My backbone was bentAfter all that, I still miss your scent

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It ends with a cent
Or rather with "cent"
My backbone was bent
After all that, I still miss your scent

I haven't seen you in a while
The distance between us was a couple of miles
I once called you mine
I even used Taylor's song "Mine"

I never ever want to go back
But I wish our terms ended with a pat on the back
All my friends do is mock
I overthink all of it, Never wanted to go back

I knew from the first that we'll be covered in fog
But I never thought you'll be this vague
I take a sip from this sacred mug
Used your umbrella to hide from the fog

You empty words
Maybe not empty, But rather unclear
Your vague world
Maybe not vague, But rather said so there's something said

Your hallow eyes
Maybe not hollow, But rather fogged up
Your void heart
Maybe not void, But rather broken

I still don't get the idea of what you've done
After all the things I've done
I tried to understand but I realized it's no use, It's done
I tried to see us but I realized it's no use, We're done

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