Nevermore
So many times
life goes from bad to worse.
I often find myself thinking
nevermore.
Yet, history repeats itself
and I become a broken record—
the vinyl kind of yesterday.
Nevermore.
And then I met you.
I walked eggshells for years
waiting for the crack
that never came.
Nevermore.
life goes from bad to worse.
I often find myself thinking
nevermore.
Yet, history repeats itself
and I become a broken record—
the vinyl kind of yesterday.
Nevermore.
And then I met you.
I walked eggshells for years
waiting for the crack
that never came.
Nevermore.
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