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"Slant Rhymes"

I’m somewhere between a punching bag and a sharp left hook, but I don’t pick these fights except for the ones I know I’ll never win. She said it’s evident that we were never friends. I just lose it when I think about the past. No matter how hard I try we can never go back. I’m afraid of becoming a silhouette of all the dreams and ambitions that I’ve ever had. I can’t change the future I can only change me but I’m starting to think that’s not good enough.

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