rewound cassette player.

i should have listened when u said to leave it for friday.
i should have listened.
look now what i have done.
me the stubborn taurus.

drenched with guilt.
wicked tears.
tinted with anger.

u will never see the glimpse of me.
hear a spoken word.
for everytime you do,
its one step closer to repeating the cycle.
the cycle we are so very familiar with.

the one that stings.
comes as a whisper
and leaves as an uproar.

dont start.

press stop.

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