End Metaphor
Solanas
GENRE Come closer, speak louder:
My tongue is tired
I’m left a
Broken and bent failure
Black and blue from all the times
That i let you all down -
My quiet words were never
Taken too seriously;
I tried to help us but i can’t
I stayed silver and out of reach (don’t forgive me)
While you told me which words to keep (don’t forget me)
So leave me here, quiet world
Leave me here, broken words
My purpose fell apart
My tongue is tired
I’m left a
Broken and bent failure
Black and blue from all the times
That i let you all down -
My quiet words were never
Taken too seriously;
I tried to help us but i can’t
I stayed silver and out of reach (don’t forgive me)
While you told me which words to keep (don’t forget me)
So leave me here, quiet world
Leave me here, broken words
My purpose fell apart
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