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Red String of Fate
I began my thoughts with a pout
Ungodly 3 am in coughs and tears
Worshipped the god
but deciphered my fate on cue cards
Your recycled voice
was the only thing I held into,
Even the hoarseness and scream
I'm just longing to be lulled by it
Fuck my red string
This loneliness always stings
If I left my heart in Southend-on-Sea
Would I be happy?
Like 5-yrs-old me,
in birthday hat
surrounded by the sugary treats
not caring about this world's threat?
Ungodly 3 am in coughs and tears
Worshipped the god
but deciphered my fate on cue cards
Your recycled voice
was the only thing I held into,
Even the hoarseness and scream
I'm just longing to be lulled by it
Fuck my red string
This loneliness always stings
If I left my heart in Southend-on-Sea
Would I be happy?
Like 5-yrs-old me,
in birthday hat
surrounded by the sugary treats
not caring about this world's threat?
Published 23rd Apr 2022
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(written in February 2022)
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