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Saw It Coming

Vaugn

Sorry, my friend.

It seems we’ve come to an end.

It’s always somewhere around there.

It’s been like that for a while.

Even if my decision was final,

I always knew there were.

Wounds we couldn’t mend.

I think I’ve snapped and bent.

Keep me at a distance,

Because I don’t want to be seen.

It seems we were not meant

to be.