Name Something You Might Find Written On a Bathroom Wall
Ring the bells for me
Fairytale clock keeper
I wanted to meet a beautiful end of my own design
But those sticklers at the bureau are obsessed with time
I couldn't hold on to my youth , adulthood failed me
All my golden arrows missed their mark and between the sheets I never connected the dots
Why does every touch feel cold and lonely
I didn't just want love I tried to create my own but evolution backfired her dna has missing parts and I sit crying under streetlights
Wallowing in wistful delusion
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