will i have learnt so very little
when these bones are old and brittle?
i wait to talk when i should listen
and cloud mistakes with false revisions
i was once a loyal lover
whose lips did never seek another's
but now each love is more like a match
a blinding spark that burns out fast
when these bones are old and brittle?
i wait to talk when i should listen
and cloud mistakes with false revisions
i was once a loyal lover
whose lips did never seek another's
but now each love is more like a match
a blinding spark that burns out fast
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