Megan Tucker

I’ve written enough similes to fill every verse,

hated someone enough to curse.
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These train tracks are just something to follow

Walking in the night solo
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I keep writing myself into mud-holes and becoming stuck,
another rut in the paper world.
I’ll write myself into something faraway,
just to get myself through the night.
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Jaded Masquerade,

this love not pre-paid,
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You should have left,

packed up that heart you stole,
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Vulnerability struck an envious heart,


one willing to love,
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Nervous tic,

unsteady tock.
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Sorry to interupt this phone call,

but I need you now before I fall,
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I want to paint the sky,

to feel happy and feel so high.
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Look what the cat dragged in—

I still remember what you did after all these years—
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I can’t forget your presence,

your presence in the past thats haunting my future.
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Everytime she passes by and see’s me smiling,

I bet it kills her everytime.
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