Now you’ve led me again
Onto the path of darkness
Who knows how this will end
Last time all that was left
Was sparseness
And we couldn’t even be friends
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Now you’ve led me again
Onto the path of darkness
Who knows how this will end
Last time all that was left
Was sparseness
And we couldn’t even be friends
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 
not that I really
wanted to be.
😉🖤
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Exactly!! 😁🖤
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Rebuttal. For fun and with permission.
You kicked and clawed,
Pushed and shoved
Scraped me raw
Refusing love
Every step had been a fight
To draw you closer to the Light.
You Charming Poor Picker,
When will it end?
Stop the book licker
And call Brother friend.
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I absolutely love this!! 😁
A stunning rebuttal as always!
👍🖤🖤
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I got to say, I’ve more often been on the other side of this one…I feel you though, sometimes it’s all just entirely hard to explain. And sometimes you just have to walk away.
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Life on either side of the path is never easy, that’s for sure 🖤🖤
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yes, sparseness is always in the background waiting its chance to come on stage; sometimes, surprisingly, it never does —
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Always best to be prepared for it though – can’t be disappointed that way… 👍🖤
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Continuation, with your kind permission:
And now it’s ended
Once and for all,
You’ve burned all our bridges for good.
And if you crawl back, snivelling ‘please take me back!’
I’ll laugh in your face as I should.
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Love it! 👍
And please feel free to continue anytime! 😁🖤
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