You turned the page
I burnt the book
No skin pain
Ahead, ahead!
You stopped the calls
I blocked your cell
Now you asked why
Why ask why?
Before you pull the plug
Think! Think and think
I knew your plans were devious
I just flowed with the flow
Again, before you fire fresh shots
Proceed with caution
For surely they will ricochet
And second chance is a luxury
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