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[Bunx]

How does this make sense,
feeling guilty for fragility?
Quick to run away from yourself,
a crowd cheers agility.

What is a sentence, what is exile?
Any place you have to stay awhile.
Dancing in a scenery of lessons.
Or maybe a theater of regression.

I don't want to know I'm your mistake.
Our time was far from fake.

What ever happened to always being proud,
of the music I write?
Parting ways but rooting each others lives?

Transparent boy toy turns invisible, man!
At least he won't try to say hi again.