for KBT (and you know who you be)
You’re not too sure at all / / anymore
if there are angels / / or an afterlife worth dying for
you’ve crucified / / the yesterdays of your life
by chasing fantasies/ / and choosing to trade for a lie.
It wasn’t destiny / / the ways you chose
\ \ to break and be
the road you found / / to walk away
/ / from your memories.
And though \ \ no one knows
/ / how many holes
\ \ your heart may hold
it isn’t fair / / to take those you promised to protect
/ / in some misdirected step
with you. \ \
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