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The thought of you
Everytime the thought of you comes up,
its like the less full is my cup,
shucks,
like a shot of a 12 gage buck,
im down,
smiles turn to frowns,
from every city to every town,
the less i hear from the less i drive around,
your like my kryponite,
kinda left my cripled right,
so tonight,
im bout to take flight,
leave u far behind my sights,
all the restless nights,
its over so imma keep my composer,
from the streets im from im a solider,
growing colder,
vest over my shoulders,
less of what i told her,
so listen while i unload her,
couldve went to a better place,
wouldve let you lean like ur brace,
but insteaad i erase,
keep moving to my own pace,
its a bitter sweet taste,
i left her memory laid to waste,
so do you think about all the times we had,
how did i hurt you so bad,
kinda makes me mad tho its sad,
just a tad,
but theres a reason,
behind this so called treason,
attitude changes smooth as the season,
like aa inner circle or a legion,
behind the eyes you hide,
when it was time to roll you werent down to ride,
to my surprise,
as i revise the lies,
im intertwined with poetic lines,
well defined,
so through all the fights and battles lost,
in your thoughts im no longer caught
