And it only killed the past.
Damn my lack of attention to detail.
My latest mistake's always my last.
Don't judge me by the things that I've left behind,
But by what you think I'm yet capable of.
That way the best of you is bound to erase,
The things about me that are unattractive.
It's so easy to be shot down,
When the bullet doesn't need to take aim.
When I'm looking to drop out of the world,
I'll be finished with this game.
And it's alright,
I'm not talking about what you think I am.
If I was, then would you really need to read this?
All you'd need is private self-reflection.
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