So Long

Vagary do you find me ungrateful?
We're hit by your betrayal then we drown for a little bit
and forget
forget to remember why our chests are clogged and leaking
And repeat
Love was cyclic between us

I think love forgot
Wiped from a landscape because the players are in spin
But you stay my haste and say
Breathe and wait for our repose
Leave the titles on the slots and wait
Settle your feet when they hurry to take you away, wait
Love is not forgot
We are not forgot

I couldn't wait any longer
Think me ungrateful but think of me
as I of you
Whenever I can clamp down and fell the forest of pain
In the moments the wind carries you to me
Sometimes the whelps ache for just you
For the timbre in your brand of healing

Bruce Springsteen sang "There were ghosts in the eyes of all the boys you sent away"
But there are dusty shrines on the feet of all the girls that had to leave...

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