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I once talked of endings, Like beginnings I couldn't see, Like new adventures to be taken, Like half a chance to flee. I once talked of endings, Like the story I can't tell, Like the future out or reach, Like a legend I know well. I once talked of endings, Like the drink in my glass, Like waiting for a refill, Like a glorified restart. I once talked of endings, But I won't anymore, Too many times I've missed out, Because I slammed and locked the door. I was always afraid of endings, So I painted my own sequels, To hide the fact that all I wanted, Was to turn the page.
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Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 10:48 PM UTC
Talking of endings
I once talked of endings, Like beginnings I couldn't see, Like new adventures to be taken, Like half a chance to flee. I once talked of endings, Like the story I can't tell, Like the future out or reach, Like a legend I know well. I once talked of endings, Like the drink in my glass, Like waiting for a refill, Like a glorified restart. I once talked of endings, But I won't anymore, Too many times I've missed out, Because I slammed and locked the door. I was always afraid of endings, So I painted my own sequels, To hide the fact that all I wanted, Was to turn the page.
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Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 10:48 PM UTC
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