Friday, September 08, 2017


I need to get on a mission to reinvent myself
Honesty - a bunch of dusty curios on a shelf
This heart of mine is a dreamer, a sentimental fool
That's a messy combination - as is now plenty clear to you
I'd thought that you had seen it, chosen me all the same
But that heart got it all twisted, and now I've come off as lame
I am here - always grateful and always sorry
There's not much else left to say
That I love you more than ever
Won't make the lameness go away
I'd cut off that thick, pulsating vein 
if  only I didn't have dues to pay
For me it's far from over, I will love you
Day after day after day after day

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