Fake Plastic Trees

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They were only on display for Christmas and New Year. I can bend the rules for classy decor during that one time of the year. I still feel so lost. How did this all end. I have lost confidence in everything I assumed to be true about our connection and it's left me with a huge void of almost five years of time. So many horrible decisions, horrible reactions, horrible compromises, horrible rationale. I am no longer sorry that we broke up, since I cannot change the way you preferred someone else so thoroughly. But dammit I sure struggle with the way my reality becomes more and more clear. Your red and white striped rose already has eight buds on it. In every heart there is a room A sanctuary safe and strong To heal the wounds from lovers past Until a new one comes along I spoke to you in cautious tones You answered me with no pretense And still I feel I said too much My silence is my self defense And every time I've held a rose It seems I only felt the thorns And so it goes, and so it goes And so will you, soon, I suppose But if my silence made you leave Then that would be my worst mistake So I will share this room with you And you can have this heart to break And this is why my eyes are closed It's just as well for all I've seen And so it goes, and so it goes And you're the only one who knows So I would choose to be with you That's if the choice were mine to make But you can make decisions too And you can have this heart to break And so it goes, and so it goes And you're the only one who knows

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