I was a Writer

Nebraska Arms


If I wasn’t strong enough, would you train me
If I wasn’t fast enough, would you hate me
I’m an artist some times
But if I can’t keep up
Don’t even waste your time
Waiting up
Cause its never worth it
The distance
Wasn’t great enough
To make use great enough
But we saw it coming
If I wasn’t brave enough, would you hold me
If I wasn’t sane enough, would you drug me
Cause I remember
When we met
I was a writer
A poet
So fuckin tragic
Its been years
My book isn’t done yet
But This chapters over
A lifetime between us, Im proof that love can fail
Come on


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