Truth be told, speaking carelessly
Despising a moment of clarity
Not to mention threading carefully
Catching a glimpse an unimaginable picture
Out of of nowhere, so unnecessary
The time one said it was A
To the point where it lead to B
The one who made the day
No longer about the bird and the bee
Just begging in a lifetime to meant it
About simply caring and how to feel
To trust not much but one bit
Did nothing but only kneel
Can't guess or escape out of this hell
Getting back on track, when out of sync
What to do, please, do tell
The only thing to do is spilling this ink
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