I should have known it would be trouble
hanging out on that One Way street,
'Twas boredom that led me to stay
But...
the dumpsters full of lies
the puddles of half told truths
and the falsely painted skies
All left a rather pungent stench in my heart
I was thankful to discover an escape through a broken chain link fence
Undoubtedly crafted by previous victims of this trance
shoulda known
empty promises and self infused tales
Wouldn't you know
it all led me back to a time and space
that taught me great worth,
What an intelligent inversion it was.
Next stop,
a train to my desire
Steam slowly building
Sounding on the wind
riccochet, back to me
My life has just begun
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