at this, you always were adept
after saying things better left unsaid
you pushed me too far over the ledge
you dug that hole and you fell in
no caring if you lose or win
this time the cut is way too deep
I knew my love was mine to keep
it's always been this way with you
you think that this will pay your dues
the bridge you burn with just one match
will leave you no way to get back
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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