This isn’t about the way I’ve been feeling,

The ghost of you, that I’ve been giving a meaning,

Will mean nothing to me tonight.

If only miracles were true

Would I be standing with you.

I can’t get my clocks right

My words come out backwards

I was a dripping mess

Letting go is not optional anymore

It’s time to bury it all,

Engulf it in flames

Until nothing remains.

I know I will be changed

Once I make a change

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I think this ok.

I think this ok.