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Staring at the backs of my eyelids
Striving to paint a picture of you
My attempts at art are futile
Illustrating beauty is impossible to do
Only I could be this miserable
Only I could make this turn out wrong
Incomplete on the first three downs
Now I'm left with fourth and long

I'm not one to kick it away
But right now I feel I'm wasting my time

I'm weary from all of your lying
From never perceiving the genuine you
The window is all too foggy
But I'm having second thoughts about breaking through
Only I could deem this significant
Only I could think but not act
If I'm all alone in this huddle
What's to keep me from being sacked?

I'm not one to kick it away
But right now I feel I'm wasting my time



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