Not Done Yet

The house is still but I’m not done yet

Later than I thought, still some left

It’s sitting right there in front of me

I feel the pull but can’t just let it be

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I walk away then end up here again

I tear it back down to where it began

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There’s always something taking my time

Pulling me away from what was mine

Still sitting there untouched like before

I don’t reach for it like I did anymore

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I walk away then end up here again

I tear it back down to where it began

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This isn’t the first time I’ve been down this path

I fall back into the same patterns of the past

I don’t let it live long enough to see it through

But I’m not confused this is what I’m used to

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I walk away then end up here again

I tear it back down to where it began