Those black eyes have a blacker heart, still.
False love of mine; never to blame.
It hasn't always been this way.
I tried so hard for your pittance.
I spit and I choke as you calmly wrote
\"It doesn't have to be this way\".
The finishing line, my love of mine.
You scrap and you fight as I calmly write
\"You made it this way\".
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