And I'm home drunk.
I should be at her house.. cuddled close and warm. But I'm here, drinking, sad, and mad.. I dunno.. So I have any reason to be mad? Sure I guess.. But I'm tore, cause I really wanted this, we had a great setup and everything was worked out.. but she doesn't wanna see me. And before its over.
I'm sad.
Will I meet my BonBon?
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And a polite nod.
And This,
ISMY journey.
One wobbled, stumbled, and tumbled.
ISMY view.
From under the weight of monsters, from under the glow of stars.
ISMY Story.
In which a blip of time happens to wander a soul.
IS my discovery of self.
One wobbled, stumbled, and tumbled.
ISMY view.
From under the weight of monsters, from under the glow of stars.
ISMY Story.
In which a blip of time happens to wander a soul.
IS my discovery of self.
A slight wave,
And a polite nod.
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