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I close the book
Pages filled with empty frames
Of photos that I never took

I don’t get why the moths are
Attracted to the cheap mosquito lamp
That can be seen by the woods, so far

Why would a cat go for a mouse
When its food bowl waits patiently
Inside the cozy, lazy house?

It must be that I’m tricking you
Into thinking what you want is true
When really, I’m just making you

Maybe I’m the hypocrite
For blaming you for saying you do
When I realize I never did

It must be that it’s all my fault
I don’t deserve to know you all
Compared to the world, I’m goddamn small
if only I hadn’t agreed to that stupid call
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