Know the words, the meaning is translucent,
Can’t say…
Time is ticking, it has passed the hour – the shower of love
That dove can’t mean anything now
The coffee is still warm in palms, but can’t be drunk,
Wisdom has come at a price,
The birds are still green and grey, chirping, whistling to their tunes
Life never had to be easy; reminiscing
Write, write away the sorrow, the borrowed tragedy
Pen down that void – setting the world on fire
Goodbyes are meant to be – rough as is
Goodbye, au revoir.
If only this was disclosure enough.
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Yes, if only it was.
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Hurt- johnny cash
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