Taffeite - 9

Time kills me like it turns my coffee cold
Tears are running dry but here come more
Sequins and confetti from before the fall
Make me miss your touch
I sit below the golden wings of right
Wishing that you weren't in the wrong
The warmth of the sun covered us in gold
And you brushed it off
I guess I'm just unlucky
Draw a nine
Take two because at 7 I called you mine
The next morning I would cry and swear I was fine
I was never fine
Drew a line
That I wish I'd never step over
'Cause the path
Drew me to the worst mistake
Of my life
And I'm not fine
I saw you through a tinted lense and I
Denied the worst, called you my art, my home
Myriads of burning pages torn
Do you miss my touch?
And me blinded by the careful art of deceit
I swear I heard the universe call out to me
Run lock the door and toss away the key
But I didn't
'Cause I
Guess I'm just unlucky
Draw a nine
Take two because at 7 I called you mine
The next morning I would cry and swear I was fine
I was never fine
Drew a line
That I wish I'd never step over
'Cause the path
Drew me to the worst mistake
Of my life
And I'm not fine
Years from now
And I'm still standing
Near the trains
The blood taken from my veins
Keys and turns haunt my deepest nightmares
And you
You moved on
Draw a nine
I called you mine
I wasn't fine
I was never fine

Written by:
Silvana Ordoñez

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