Pleasures and other stories
Filling my mind with just about everything,
Take a walk with me
And let the breeze take us away from here,
Smooth things out
And let the pieces fall where they may.
That was then, this is now.
You need me
More than I need you,
All those forgotten swords,
All the love lost in between,
Broken soul, fragile appearances,
The storm that keeps reviving.
This is now, that was then.
Feasting our eyes at the entertainment that presides,
Fraudulent behavior we dissuade,
Commitments we pursue then walk away,
Adjusting the rear-view mirror
To draw attention to someone else.
All those forgotten moments,
All the love lost in between,
Broken soul, fragile appearances,
What to give, how to take,
You need me
More than I need you.
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