Everyone wants to be cool
But I’m a collection of verbs
Never stood tall in nouns
No, I am not static
I am what I do
and what I won’t do
I don’t repeat
By leaving
I repeat
By returning
Kassandra has been talking
I never heed her warning
Hope for the thief
Is the verb that I am
Hope for the liar
Is the verb that I am
Hope for the cruel
Is the verb that I am
Kassandra is talking
And this time I hear her
Forgiveness isn’t a one time deal
I choose it
And chose it again
But staying gone
Is the verb that I am
Apr 15, 2025
Apr 15, 2025 at 7:00 PM UTC
Everyone wants to be cool
But I’m a collection of verbs
Never stood tall in nouns
No, I am not static
I am what I do
and what I won’t do
I don’t repeat
By leaving
I repeat
By returning
Kassandra has been talking
I never heed her warning
Hope for the thief
Is the verb that I am
Hope for the liar
Is the verb that I am
Hope for the cruel
Is the verb that I am
Kassandra is talking
And this time I hear her
Forgiveness isn’t a one time deal
I choose it
And chose it again
But staying gone
Is the verb that I am
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