spring room
spring room
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I caress my fragile head
a womb of emotions for you
a cave carved by enslaved fingers
to make room for your ego
painted walls with the color crimson
from torn fingers ...
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Windows flooded by light
purging its sorrows on departure.
You, retaking everything again
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you come to me fiction
you come to me
a strange concept
you come as a white page
like a punctual spring
with or without warning.
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feeling another wave of labor
new rumors are born
I script them into condolences
send them as gift cards
to all your hollowed-out victims,
but I'm still here,
grieving the gone
nursing the feeble
preparing condolences
for my replacement.
Waiting my turn in the spring room...
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lyrics & vocals: azdi404
music credit: Emotional Sad Guitar Music No Copyright For Videos
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