A Troubadour Regrets,
a troubadour regrets,
I listen to her music
and watch her pray
about the things
she let in too late
Too late.
-s's.
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And so many years of life instilled,
propped up for me to tell you that I will
Leave this dream again
-s's.
journey out
Into a new place
play it nice, learn psychology
Feel like what you used to be
someone restless and exotic
try unique styles
try to untie my life
Jog around the circle of a fountain
pretend like you aren’t watching
who am I absolving
where should I go from here
living in the outskirts of a fantasy
I got lucky
I never ask, I only have to dream
It's so hard, don't you believe me
I got lucky,
believe me
I am not gonna go back, sociopath
I have a chance, I have a chance, I have to dance,
I need it more than I could explain
living in the outskirts of a fantasy
Vanity moments
drink, “hello,” and on I wink to the mirror; golden bench, wasted glamor of a reflection, fuzzy distortion, sweet misfortune, lazy little vanity time to yourself.
you're so pretty, diamond you sit still and shine you don't know what's going wrong you never do most of the time
-s's.
something crawls out of landfill
something light and surprising
as I recall secret antics
I do to keep on watching
-s’s.
sun dust spinning around us
an ache I used to feel, once
just cause it got the best of me don’t mean I’ll keep on thinking it through
Or let myself sit any longer in this abandoned room
-s’s.
look, there you are,
already in my eyes
you can't seem to leave.
-s's.
That is my problem
I cannot burn like you do
If I were to alight
I would roar as a star across space and time
Bending light and burning bright
Sending ripples through time
Devouring all in sight
Vigilanti Inkheart
something in soft wind
something in lockets
women in frost
fleeing the country
A little bit lost
it felt
-s’s.
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