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Cleaning Up The Mess
You fall for it every time.
Never fails.
Never stops.
You take the bait.
You walk right into the trap.
This journal that I play,
Records a broken record.
Over and over I speak.
Yet you do not listen.
I warn you.
You don't heed my words.
Protecting you is damn near impossible.
Especially when you cling to the dangers
Like a child to its mother.
When things go good,
You forget I'm here.
When things go bad,
That's all that I hear.
You can't help how you feel or who you love.
For that, I blame you not.
All I ask is that you avoid the task.
Be careful of your steps.
Simply because I'm so tired of cleaning up the mess.
