Monday, November 26, 2012

Heartbeat

I didn't answer because I wasn't there. Maybe you didn't knock hard enough, maybe I just didn't care. After three knocks you still don't have a clue. That I just don't want to be with you. I've worked hard your whole life. Never skipped a beat even when you tried to kill me with your strife. I pumped, I rejuvenated, I never changed. Now that you're older you think I am the one who's strange. No more overtime, no more games. Now it's too late. Flatline...................

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