Out of My Hands.

Too much fun

as the night begun

Didnʼt think too much of it

but my mind was slightly unfit

I danced some

reminiscing, i feel dumb

But then, it was everyone

i knew this party was overrun

You took a hit

the effects, youʼd never admit

You left with some scrum

i wouldʼve stopped you knowing the outcome

You were my responsibility.

I was blinded to your vulnerability.

But love, he made you lose your dignity

 

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