i told her to forget
some of the things that just can't be accomplished
some of the things that just don't make it through
she can just forget about it
and she'd still be happy
she'd still be with me
don't have to let the fog trouble her mind
their whispers don't have to be a burden
but away she turns
back to her mind
a place of sacred empathy
and nemesis i just can't control
if one can be reminded of the pain
if one can try to ease out the gains
would you have stayed?
would you have stayed when things get tough
would you stay rough when she gets lost
YOU ARE READING
the chronicle of wasted time
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