The Crazy

I did the crazy thing tonight.
Too much beer. Too much thinking.
I found you…and you smashed me into a million pieces once more.
I don’t even care about you anymore,
And especially with the current…head rage…
Why should it even matter?
You’d think at this stage
I would know better.
What angers me is… How much more?
How many more times setting this up like the perfect game of chess?
Where I’m the one left stranded and discarded,
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