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'GOODBYE'
I said no to the man,
and made my own bed
I cut my own trail,
with eyes straight ahead
In debt to myself,
but thankful to all
My words freely spoken,
their verdict my call
I beat my own rhythm,
on multiple drums
I structured the lyrics,
to sing and to hum
The nighttime began,
what the mornings forgave
A living refusal,
my back to the grave
The years have renewed,
all memories collide
What was old, what was young,
the truth and the lies
A comet yet burning,
new verse in the sky
One word still an orphan,
and homeless,
-‘GOODBYE'
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)
and made my own bed
I cut my own trail,
with eyes straight ahead
In debt to myself,
but thankful to all
My words freely spoken,
their verdict my call
I beat my own rhythm,
on multiple drums
I structured the lyrics,
to sing and to hum
The nighttime began,
what the mornings forgave
A living refusal,
my back to the grave
The years have renewed,
all memories collide
What was old, what was young,
the truth and the lies
A comet yet burning,
new verse in the sky
One word still an orphan,
and homeless,
-‘GOODBYE'
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)
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