M9:17pm
Dec. 5, 2015
Hey
I know you’re not very poetic
and in my mind I started to look so pathetic
so much to the point that I'm rhyming
And these words are starting the describe me
You put me in a room I don’t recognize
mobilized
The walls are gray, everything seems a bit delayed
The doors wide open, and you have spoken
You never asked me to stay, so I guess I was just a good play
Simple words for a simple game
All the moves are afraid so I stayed in the same phrase
You never did ask me to stay
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