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You told me it was fool’s errand

To try and save you.

But the only fool’s errand here

Is me thinking I can save you

Twice.

 

I did it once in our game of tag.

I’ve been chasing you down to save you.

And now it’s your turn to

Chase –

–  And find –

Yourself.

 

You cannot drag me once more

To a party

Only to leave without a word.

I cannot continue to hunt you down.

I’m always out of breath.

 

You know I would lie for you.

I would take a bullet for you.

I would bury any body for you (except yours).

 

Tag.


You’re it.

 
 
 

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