listening to Ora on my phone
it's not helping that you try to make easy
With your arduous amalgamated delusions
Of whom we should metamorphose into
I scratched, I flew
Felt chills when you drew
Near into my heart
My space
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The last note has been played
There no more steps for you take
No moves you can make
I'm tired of all the crossroads
Mazes and riddles that need to conquered
Whenever you're near
Please come to realise....
We missed our moment
Holding on only hurts
There's a lot more to our existence
Can't you see it's bigger than our dreams
Chose a different carriage to reach your ball
These are just rantings of a
Confused, happy and crazy
Human who believes
Nothing is perfect
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