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It's not a contest
My heart knows this simple truth
Though I could never say it to you...

Regardless, I know who would lose
And it twists my stomach to think of hurting you
Even so... I can't help it

Compare one rose, beautiful and proud,
To an entire field of wildflowers in their various hues

My love was never so sought for;
Never so abused

I wish to God I could forget you...

Old news...


Impractical distractions may be,
I cling to them like an addict

Watch me break them if it suits you
Just don't ever think I could replace you

Your love could kill me in my sleep
Best keep dreaming