I raise my glass to your silence tonight
In praise of the greed used to crush my heart
Salute to the wrong you'll swear that was right
When making the move to break me apart
Like tasty bites of the bread we consumed
When your eyes never left my loving stare
Like the destruction of walls that entombed
My fear: pain buried from previous tears
Tonight's ring should have been loud and earnest
Warning you of the growing frustration
Instead, you chose to ignore the certain
Clues, words or verbal retaliation
If life's a game to you then go -- win it
I won't wait here and hope to be in it
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