Wednesday, June 5, 2013

The Cycle

I tried my hardest to keep it away. I did my best not to stay. These memories are stuck on replay... I wonder if i saw you, what would you say? Would you even recognize me today? Was I really that bad to turn you astray? We were once black and white, You blended in with the gray. now it's cray, way too cray, cause you're gone like yesterday. I think you've made it way more clear than blueray... I could give you my all Monday and be forgotten Tuesday. Wednesday and thursday, i'll surely be hurting. you can do your thing, I know you like flirting. Come Friday... if we ain't speaking, I guess i'll cheers to the weekend. Sunday is here, and it's you I hear... You always reel me back before Monday appears.

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