"How could I not see this coming with my eyes on my back?
You place an umbrella in my hand only to rain on me.
She reads my mind like a book ripped open;
You'd prefer the magazine.
I'm the first one standing and the first stood up.
This is incomplete (like waiting for the sequel).
The production is dying to be cancelled.
You pull away and say my emotions fall like dominoes.
"I am a chain reaction."
Sorry, did you need that?
Your empathy is a slap to the face."
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