i know this is belated

how much backwards logic will reinforce your own self righteousness?

how much petty hatred does it take to finally find security in your morals?

being the bigger person becomes impossible when you're dragged by the hair below sea level

using your train of thought i could shred you to pieces

so what does it say about us that i don't?

i remember writing about summer nights and backroads

stolen liquor and best friends under the hunter's moon

it's a good thing those words never saw the light of day because they would have hit the fan along with everything else we had built over the years

this year i've found that valuing loyalty only leaves you disappointed

and five years is nothing in the long run when you're already held between index fingers and thumbs waiting to be dropped

what amuses me the most is the accusations of me being past my peak

because darling, what you're seeing is the beginning

in a year's time you'll be throwing darts at me on magazine pages

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