Love is Lonely

Sesquipedalian Fool

Sesquipedalian Fool
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*sigh* heavy, in deep remorse.
I made the worst mistake I can
A word too long. Emotions strong
She’s broken who I am

Eyes roll over in regret
Hands fall to the wooden floor
Just a game (she seems to know)
I made it so much more..

Where are we supposed to stand
You can’t stand how I behave
Wait ’till I become a man
Then push me into my grave