Dot the T's and Cross the I's

April 16, 2009
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I’m suffocating in your latest catastrophe,
I can’t be your rock,
You destroyed me,
Unforeseen heartbreak sprang from small talk,
So you smashed me into a million pebbles,
Every word you uttered is now a mumble,
All that’s left of you is useless rubble,
It is impossible for me to stumble,
Because I know every move I make is right,
I look down at you from such great height.

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