Peachy

 
It’s not my fault, it can’t be my fault
That you speak to me the way you do.
Now I’m split in two,
I’m half me half you but I hate us both, don’t you?
 
No of course you don’t, of course you don’t
You said life is peachy without me
Of course you don’t, of course you don’t
You said life is peachy without me
 
It’s not your fault, it can’t be your fault
That I let you crawl inside my head
Cause you know my places, & know that face
But I hate this taste, don’t you?
 
No of course you don’t, of course you don’t
You said life is peachy without me
No of course you don’t, of course you don’t
You said life is peachy without me
 
It’s no one’s fault, it’s nobody’s fault
That I fell on you & you on me
It’s what humans do, & they pass on through
But I think we can’t, don’t you?
 
No of course you don’t, of course you don’t
You said life is peachy without me
No of course you don’t, of course you don’t
You said life is peachy without me
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Comment:

Troyski

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It’s a nice poem. But the word fault is part of the blame game (as you may very well be aware of).

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