Fiction and Memory

1. The light that never leaves

   My tired eyes can rest no more
   I can’t find peace of mind
   I pace back and forth trying to make sense of this
   Realizing iv lost more than I found

   You little miracle, the light that never leaves.

   Yeah it’s true you bled for me
   And yeah it’s true I Took the trick from the tree
   So I’ll try to justify my sin
   Because I’m crawling out of my skin
   I’ll crumble in your presents
   Please take my presents
   I know it’s dirty but it’s all I have
   Please take my life

   You little miracle, the light that never leaves.

   7 months ago
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