142 - WHEN I WAS OLDER

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When I was older, I was a sailor on an open sea. Now I'm underwater. My skin is paler than it should ever be. I'm on my back again, dreaming of a time and place where you and I remained the best of friends. Even after all this ends, can we pretend? I'm on my back again. It's seeming more and more like all we ever do is see how far it bends before it breaks in half and then we bend it back again. I guess I got caught in the middle of it. Yes I've been taught. I got a little of it in my blood. Memories burn like a forest fire. Heavy rain turns any funeral pyre to mud in the flood.
     When I was older, I was a sailor on an open sea. Now I'm underwater. My skin is paler than it should ever be. I'm watching movies back to back in black and white. I've never seen anybody do it like I do it any better. I'm watching over you. I'm overdue for new endeavours. Nobody's lonely like I'm lonely. I don't know whether you'd really like it in the limelight or if you'd sympathize with all the bad guys. I'm still a victim in my own right, but I'm the villain in my own eyes.
     When I was older, I was a sailor on an open sea.








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