Epilogue

To get to the place in life I needed, I chose my own way
To be a fool, to be conceited, I needed another way

All I cared about was myself
And how I interacted
Floating faces bounce around the room
Holy matrimony
In our grasps, we had it all
All I did was let it fall
With difficulty to recall
All I lost

Her blankets lay around her room
She emanated confidence
Her picturesque figure command submission
From the poignant passersby
Her poise she kept behind a curtain
Cut from iron, cast by fire
But it lifted that summer
Under mid-Brooklyn moonlight



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Wulf
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