Saturday, May 7, 2016

Familiar Faces

I could never remember
where familiar faces came from
everything around me turning
like a medieval comedy
yes, yes, everything is changing
but the words stay true
we're rolling into good book tragedy
oh, how I still love you
let's dress in celebration colors
and bounce off the world
cold as moon beams
oh, get out quick
that's fulfillment


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