Beware (Explicit)

It’s fucking class
You don’t need to ask
She’s done it again, you say
But I knew it all along, okay
That she’s a colossus in my heart
She makes my pain into art
With a paintbrush in her hand
If she was here I’d tell her it’ll be grand
But she’s storming on another front
And the winter is bearing the brunt
And a bit of a ne’er do well
It’s the secret I never tell
That I’ve got this darkness too
The only thing that doesn’t reflect you
In the mirror of my mind
It’s the truth I left behind
As everyone just moves on
I’m focused always on what’s already gone
As the fade to grey comes back to sing
Aoibhínn told me I’ve a broken wing
And I couldn’t disagree
I told the doctor it wasn’t me
He needed to worry about
But he’s frayed the thread with doubt
And looks at me with apprehension
I should’ve told him it’s just the suspension
Of disbelief for a moment or two
No, the problem isn’t you
It’s me, at least presently or so
There are places I won’t go
But I’ve yet to explore
Everything I adore
Could you just hold the door
I’d ask you but you did before

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