cheers to the past
gone at last
and try not to pretend
that it never ended
so don't make me love you again
fortunes and forecast
foretold a protest
drifted through artist
and in to the darkest
don't make me tell this again
distorted lights
of innocent nights
clouded by meanest
things that were seen
and i guess this machine's running out.


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