A baby ...how you been ....living with regret, are you still doing bad light up that last cigarette is he still whooping your ass,is he still manipulating your ass are your tears still falling as he throws that girl from his past up to your ass,you know I miss your ass what we had your whispers of i don't ever want this to end in my ear I miss being your secret,I still pray for your ass but I can no longer fly in and save your ass , as the pendulum swings I tore the s from my chest been self-medicating smoking out flying high taking this c-6 Camaro to its limit trying to forget your ass looking at the moon shine through the bottom of an empty mason glass trying to sow up my battle wounds hoping they don't leave scars, ripped that red Cape from my back freed my neck from the Noose threw it in a bomb fire ripped that S off of my chest as i inhale Sour Diesel smoke puff puff pass back to myself you was my Kryptonite now I stay grounded,never letting you take me a million miles from the ground making sure I never let you convince me to take flight,A baby how you been is your ass missing what we had yet missing me answering the call running to you when you call do you miss our secret.living with regret are you still doing bad light up that last cigarette is he still convincing your ass that he's the only one for you manipulating and controlling your ass controling your every thought every move throwing that girl from his past up to your ass is he still getting his kicks off of your tears, baby I miss you I still pray for your ass but I can no longer be your hourglass, you're leaning post, you're whenever, your Saving Grace, I can no longer be a lost soul with your ass swimming in a fishbowl, i cant bite that bait anymore..the sands of time has ran out....your just a memory....nothing more nothing less than a Wrinkle in Time,A baby ...are you living with regret, are you still doing bad light up that last cigarette does your ass miss me yet.
Poet419
