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letra de the seasons of change - black-striped prism

a vacant spot resided in me reserved for a certain soul
entry from the right person meant reaching a prominent goal
when you moved in you decorated with precision and grace
appealing to both of us so together we’d always have a place
in private quarters our happiness could not reach a limit
detached from the world we solely desired each other in it
experiencing this i questioned if it was a hallucination
discovering holes in a fantasy i began to proceed with caution
temperatures rose / you melted from the overwhelming heat
revealing flaws / making me aware that you were incomplete
those defects could be remedied with continuous application
apparently / i wasn’t adequate motivation
i’m now on your list of those who aren’t missed / i can’t subsist
i’m reliving this feeling of being broken / i’m lost in depression
this dread has spread into my head / corrupted i’ve tread on a trail of bloodshed
i’m murdered / my visions blurred / it’s absurd / i’m deprived of the prize i captured

these consequences for disparagement are brutally unfair
i bare full responsibility for my engulfing despair
this is validation my value without you is insignificant
i’m equivalent to a fragment of sand in a desert swept in a torrent
you defined me / you gave me purpose / you offered me reason
my schedule revolved around yours cause i had no where i’d rather be than
any where you were / any sp-ce that could fit two
i’m declining / you’re rising / i’m yearning for a redo

trapped in a series of nights / my way has been misplaced / it has strayed
you were my sun that brought me warmth, life, and gorgeous days
a revelation has awoken in this nightmare i need rescuing from
come / let’s celebrate our marvelous reunion
or not / was i caught in a thought of what i’ve sought / i ought to have fought
earlier and harder / i should’ve been stronger / a tougher armor / we should’ve been closer
listen / i’m missing you, wishing you will forgive me
reminisce of our bliss and dismiss this tragedy
cause i’m sorry

the seasons of change are comprised of joy and pain
summer, fall, winter, and spring flow in an endless chain

- black striped prism

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