You talk at a million miles an hour – my intrepid forever flower
Albeit with an utter need to slow the pace downright
Show your pretty face for the world to see
Quench these memories all over
I can see that you are barely-there sober
Says so much from that flavourless bottle which has you nestled right upon your ledge
The all too obvious detrimental crutch
Yet we see it, these incredible dreams waver then course once more, justifiably so
Sure you were left remarkably predisposed in many a manner of speaking
But turns out to be that the best of you are
Contrarily besieged
Now, please take the precious time to sit with me and recount it all
‘Til feeling monstrous again
Just try your best to remember when you amounted to everything
One
Step
At
A
Seriously
Sumptuous
Time
I might be your rhyme but you will undoubtedly need to find a reason

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