A month of pure chaos
A month quite the whirlwind
A time to have saved and sinned
A heart set free within a world at war
We end and we begin
Where off to now?
I embrace it all
Spring, summer, and fall
We've been drenched in the rains
We've been imprisoned and tamed
And we've even been pictured and framed
And now the leaves crumble
As my bambi legs stumble
And I wander into something new
New feels familiar but not quite like something I'll regret to do
And so I've whirled and I've sinned
And I've danced with the wind
And here I am, still afloat
I told you I would learn to love again
And I'll do so with all kinds of hope
Nov 12, 2023
Nov 12, 2023 at 7:26 PM UTC
A month of pure chaos
A month quite the whirlwind
A time to have saved and sinned
A heart set free within a world at war
We end and we begin
Where off to now?
I embrace it all
Spring, summer, and fall
We've been drenched in the rains
We've been imprisoned and tamed
And we've even been pictured and framed
And now the leaves crumble
As my bambi legs stumble
And I wander into something new
New feels familiar but not quite like something I'll regret to do
And so I've whirled and I've sinned
And I've danced with the wind
And here I am, still afloat
I told you I would learn to love again
And I'll do so with all kinds of hope
11/12/2023
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