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there’s been some time
some time
that I thought it was okay
okay to watch you chase them
and return to me
and I was the cheese

but in this fucking maze
in this maze
that is God given and man made
I am not settling as a prize
im.not a trophy
I am every mother fucking turn
the right turns
the wrong turns
the left turns
the dead turns

yet you choose the distractions
generally blonde ones
the detours
don’t the yellow caution lights
mean a thing to you?

they mean more than a thing to me
they’re like mother fuxking lightning bolts
reminding me of the power that
energy really has
and this shit about the
energy in
creation = destruction?
yeah. I feel that.
its the equation that helps
me to understand
what jealousy actually is