I let these birds of feelings out of their rose gold enclosure
The way they went out was unexpectedly a thing of grace
And everything you did, I miscalculated
Was I really brave?
Then why am I still wallowing
In what I could have done differently
But that gloom is quickly fading
than how I intend them to
I wish for it to stay
I want to cry still
because in here I found
a way, temporarily to keep
my issues at bay
May 21
May 21, 2026 at 12:36 AM UTC
I let these birds of feelings out of their rose gold enclosure
The way they went out was unexpectedly a thing of grace
And everything you did, I miscalculated
Was I really brave?
Then why am I still wallowing
In what I could have done differently
But that gloom is quickly fading
than how I intend them to
I wish for it to stay
I want to cry still
because in here I found
a way, temporarily to keep
my issues at bay
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