You talked me to sleep last night
I hadn’t felt that sad in years
Your eyes like glass mistakes
They moved me close to tears
You speak those favourite fables
Which I am yet to live
And casually confirm my fears
That I’ve got nothing to give
I take it back, all of it
Those names I called myself
The heros of my childhood
Like hardbacks on the shelf
I take it back, those promises
I wish I could say I’ve clung to time like gold
But as you said goodbye, I almost died
- from Nothing To Give by White Lies
Self-portrait.
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