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don’t blame it on the alcohol

  • Writer: paris janai
    paris janai
  • Jul 30, 2020
  • 1 min read

blame it all on me

the breakups

the breakdowns

the bad

the worse

blame it all on me

the sacrifices

the distance

the disagreements

blame it all on me

but put the blame on you for not seeing your part in it all

you forced me live without you

and i thank you

because insecure me thought i couldn’t breathe without you

but i’m better than that

the driveway is clear

because i’m in control now

put the blame on you

you blocked your own blessing by being selfish

you wanted your cake and to eat it too

but that’s not your cup of tea

but i— i love bakeries

i can dish out and deal with the selfishness of my actions

my lonely thoughts

my absent touch


 
 
 

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