Playwright

A thousand wishes to forget
one single wish that turned into hope
and died on my hands, like always (died on my hands)
Intuition leads me on the
safe direction to a linger then the fall

Now I blame the fantasies, wrong
The absense of someone to hold on
when nothing was going on right
Alone I fought my own ghosts, right?

Try outs to retrieve the best of my imaturity
(Try outs to retrieve the best of my imaturity)
Are making me hate the way I treated things
The way I used to be in early days
(The way I used to be in early days)
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