It Never Happened

So I guess now we just ignore each other

Pretend what we had never existed?

Well I suppose that’s better

Than letting things fester

And becoming all bitter and twisted


I didn’t think

I could fuck things up

Any more if I tried

But then I got drunk

And kissed you back

And now I want to die

A Messy Job

Why oh why
did I try
to paint
my nails
on a train?

Never will
I attempt
such a
thing again!

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