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Can i forget the things we said in the moment?

where's the bill of sale? i no longer own it,

from walking on water to falling in face first,

the beginning or the end, which hurts worse?

can i forgive myself for the shit i do?

gimme a commitment, i'll try to quit it too,

maybe it's another chance to find someone better,

then the last girl who made me stop subliminal letters,

reason i feel the need to stop initialing,

a new beginning, my writers christening,

a new era where no girl will have the satisfaction,

of knowing that me thinking of them is a daily action,

take your guesses, 5 bucks a try,

also i charge 2 bucks for each "why?"

maybe it's another chance to show who i am,

or maybe i'll fuck it up again like i know i can.