Tall Tales

Tall tales and terrible losses
The fish watch the otters
Oh, what a shame

Sun skimmed the rim of my fingers
The leaves grace the timber
Open my planes

Gone is the pink of my brain
To a dark misty grey
Like the tuna within

From a place that is brimming
My ears are still ringing
Just brace before flinging the sun to the sea.
Disgraced when not willing
My hands are still stinging
There's no hope of winning, no chance here for me

Plants breath the breath for their living
A live just for giving
Thought to your pain

Burn scars and heat mark reminders
Pinpricks just like timers
Till nothing remains

Gone to a heart that is blank
With no one to thank
For your own misery

There's a place that is brimming
My ears are still ringing
Just brace before flinging the sun to the sea
Disgraced when not willing
My hands are still stinging
There's no hope of winning, no chance here for me

Bone trails from cave living monsters
You reap what you foster
Didn't know what it cost her
Another name off the roster
Just not to feel lost
In this world, you win



Credits
Writer(s): Maddison Deans
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