#15 Backwards

Now I am ready to move backwards,
Back to the days of forwards,
Fall time, lull time, full of a Valentine
Kind of fighting,
Had closeness and waited for you the
Whole time,
Irresistable and Irresponsible,
Now waiting for the gig to end,
Broken strings
And golden rings to soon sit
On those fingers of yours,
We were all once together,
Now we have drifted like the
Weather,
No more that you would look
Back, but you would still live with lack

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