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The Beginning of Spring
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I could've stayed up all night writing this out but having time to rest is welcome. It takes days to be secure.
Yet is there much to worry about?
They say a winter storm is coming this weekend of all times.
So wear a humble coat, stay warm and keep your bones thawed inside.
It'd give you time and a reason to rethink the meaning.
Pick your stars and hope they line up right when you,
Make a snowman on the windiest night.
I wonder how she fares now. Still, I'm bothered by,
Turning snow into a godsend and welcome mat for your friends.
It's the holidays, damn it, how could it fall from grace?
Then clouds blocked out the sky and buried our houses.
Consider this just writing paychecks (off) on the lease.
Come what may. "May will come and I'll fucking hate it."
You know why? It's 'cause last year happened with trading loose ends. Then again, I wouldn't blame her.
Sometimes I hope she's an angel. I could put her on top of my Christmas tree.
Not the point, right? You're giving up on everything that childhood meant to you.
Making sure our families fit in the same picture frame but where I'm discolored, you're spilling ink.
You know, I thought it'd feel more this time. I got a gift early.
I THOUGHT YOU MEANT TO LEAVE ON PURPOSE. -s
I shouldn't have to say that.
The houses we live(d) in are colder everyday now as we, on average, hate every single goddamn thing.
And still, there's you alive and - here's hoping - well. In times like these, I find myself repeating. Repeat it.
Aspen, Chattanooga, Tennessee; forget it all.
You're not place in which I tell my friends to avoid.
'Cause I count on your worth to save me lately.
Aspen, Chattanooga, Tennessee; break me off.
She saved me many times and how do I thank her?
But I pray the snows peacefully there.
Nothing makes a lot of sense anymore but you. So happy holidays.
The bad steps I take with it, knowing the limitations of wishing New Years would be great.
Now that Christmas is here, it don't have no cheer anymore. So come what may but May will come. Please fucking stop it.
Let's now hope we get ourselves together. To the near year, in place of whiskey, turn my wishes into dreams again.
If God created Christmas, He should mind it more carefully.
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Girlfriend of Steel Texas
just some acoustic emo mathy jams. sometimes there's a story. love ya! -s/gos
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