Change.
A change of scenes, a change of style.
A change of hopes, with no regrets,
A chance to watch, admire the distance,
Still occupied, though you forget.
Different colours, different shapes,
Over each mistakes were made.
I took the blame.
Directionless so plain to see,
A loaded gun won’t set you free.
So you say.
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A change of scenes, a change of style. A change of hopes, with no regrets, A chance to watch, admire the distance, Still...
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