Surrender

By Mac Guerreiro That’s what eye get, For getting involved with the likes of you, But what was eye supposed to do? You were charming and fun, Of course you’re that way with every one, Can’t say eye didn’t know, Guess eye thought eye was immune, Eye really didn’t think this through, Perhaps because eye …

You’re My Last

By Mac Guerreiro The way you pretend not to feel,Eye ask myself if you really think you’ll heal,Then eye’m quickly reminded,It’s none of my concern,You’ll learn,Eye won’t be the one to teach you though,That’s for the best,As far as fuckbois go,You’re my last,For eye’ve learned too,Perhaps much faster than you,Eye’ve learned that my power can’t …

Lightly Bruised

by Mac Guerreiro You grazed my dreamscape again.It drives me insane how you go about your day,Not an ounce of thought my way,Suppressed ones don’t count,Or do they?But maybe this is a gaslight,And eye’m doing it to myself,Pretending to be oblivious to the vibes eye get from you,To the subtle cues,The glance my way as …

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