under the
cresent of the moon
a bow for the violin
plays the solace tune
and i'll die alone
another hour another day
power up and start again
choose options and push play
the cycles we're so prone
not another repeat
of life's secrete
close my eyes
control alt delete
Reason for writing:
got drunk and did a self analysis
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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