Back to the burn unit
I gave and you used it
Boiling hot and fluent
Singing the same music
“We’re cool, you and I”
That same old shady lie
As long as I do what you like
Use me and pick me dry
Honestly, I’m not shocked
Still burns to be mocked
And used for what I’ve got
When I’m already botched
Another scar on the heart
And buried bones in the yard
Plastic friendship in shards
You took my kindness too far
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