my dearest ezekiel,
hundred bills, torn pages
ruining couple of stagesstanding on burnt bridges
we were kept in gold cagesspinning in my pink dresses
oh, we were a messmy paragraphs were castles
and its pillars were weak sentencesyou promised you'd stay till my last breath
dancing till we can't breathe
i've known you from my deepest burden
and we played in the garden
and whenever i felt like leaves hanging from maple trees
falling on the ground
i knew you'd wait there to catch medemolished palaces
my taken messagesyou stood with repentance
and disappeared like my attendancei burned myself to ashes
left your records with scratchesnow, listen to me reinvent my tears
though i know you'd prefer my halcyon yearsyou were there, dancing in my daydreams
hiding in my nightmares
i was yours and you were mine
baby, you were like wine
and whenever i felt like leaves hanging from maple trees
falling on the ground
i knew you'd wait there to catch meto meet at dusk, under stars
chasing cars and downtown bars
we danced in an empty room
and under the full moonyou promised, you’d stay till the sun sets
till my very last breathwe drove in my fucking maserati
killed the ghost of cincinnatiyou knew i'd kill for reinvention
you stared and joined in my delusionand when i assumed you disappeared, you stood by my side
you lingered like feelings
and you haunted my stealingsthe cigarette smoke felt alarming
but i know you knew everything
and i know you'd hate my scribbling and my cursingand i know i shouldn't love you, but i do
our golden days were poison
and we drank it all alone
we threw our phone
stood on the first stone
without any connection
it's just like my imagination
i was eating lots of cinnamonand you were there, my bartender
and whenever i felt like leaves hanging from maple trees
falling on the ground
i knew you'd wait there to catch meyours truly,
fitzgerald atwood montgomery
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