I heard you were happy, then you weren't,
I heard you were sorry, then you weren't,
I heard you make promises, and I saw you break them,
And in you I saw myself, blank, desperate and full of misused miserable misgivings,
And in hope in what you had inside your whole self,
It was not a enough to pardon the pirating hordes from stealing everything you wanted.
I last tried to find the truth, but all the lies sifted in with the gold,
I last tried to understand your miserablesness, but it resulted in my own happinesss,
I last tried to focus in on the tapestry you mangled on your way out,
But instead of trying to mend it I threw it into the brush fire,
That I started to destroy the trees that bloomed outside my windo.
I was not enough to pardon anything, not anything at all, you still held on your own happiness.
I wanted to be better than this,
But I was tired of trying,
I was tired of being okay,
When I wanted to be great,
I wanted more than nothing,
More than everything too,
In the greatest paradox, the falling stars, that fell on you.
Stardust particles, that sprinkle down like grains of sand upon the beach,
Vanishing into the mountains, forever.
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