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Guess we were like a poorly rolled blunt,
in constant need of a lighter, not being upfront,
now something feels strange, why with 2 outs did you bunt?
everything has changed, never returning from a hunt,

this is a page with no words at first, blank painting,
but all the images in my thoughts keep tainting,
sure now that god gave me you for heart training,
and to make my written words be part painting,

at the present ain't it exactly what i knew it
would be? you just started a game then threw it,
hold on, i really wish i knew if
i placed up mental walls could you again go through it?

it's not that i'm scared, walking away cause
i'm on to better and bigger things, hold your applause,
i'll play an encore until the ice thaws,
by the time i'm done tears will roll off your jaws.