You pointed to the street
And kicked me to the curb
But I landed on my feet
You didn't have the last word
You think you're better off
But you wish I'd never left
Just sit and think of soft
Words in two I cleft
We miss each other but
Would never accept it as truth
So our feeling's doors we shut
And remained aloof
Better for me than you
I easily shut my door
Because I left my heart and shoe
Shattered on your floor
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I have no idea where that came from. Maybe it was that skittle I ate off the ground...