TW: Alluding to suicide, & child neglect
Somehow after the bookstore
In crisp air and sweet moonlight
That grey guitar on the rooftop
Faded to blue and red lights
It must've been magic
I didn't know better til I did
Empty words fell off your lips
Stuck in my mind for forever
Waited over again by the window
If I held my breath for you I'd have died
It must've been a accident
I didn't know better til I did
Your head fell off your shoulders
Tried to forgive it as a last chance
I really don't know if I can
It must've been tragic
I didn't know better til I did
Maybe next time it'll be better
Winter won't be as cold as it was
We'll catch up I'll see how you've been
Don't take it as a promise
It might be dramatic
But I can't know better til I do
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A Collection of My Minds Oddities
PoetryPoems, short stories, and other works that were stuck in my brain that I've deemed good enough to share. Trigger warnings are on parts that need them if you have any desire to skip over anything please do.
