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If I could, drivel until I curl up and burn
And weather a wet season, listen to the rains
Sizzle the embers ashes flow on down
Would you do it over on a whim?
Muted eyes, a pale wry
Would you reckon sacrilege or destructive self-pride?
Only til you open the lids upon your visage
Tell me when I come into view, what's the triage?
If I could, take a hit, a mistake, follow-on
But cannot take a hint, a mistake comes undone
Sizzle the embers ashes flow on down
If only you could break through the tragic narrative
If only you could, rewrite the narrative