Fools Gold
Nothings right here. Everything’s wrong. My fortress has been invaded by people I don’t want. My guitar strings my noose, my bed is my grave. I just can’t wait to get out of this place. I’ve been waiting for change, for love, and for hope. But what I’ve seen so far is only fools gold. My wings have been clipped and my pilot dove out. I keep telling myself to let go of doubt. There’s a world out there screaming my name. All that’s left for me here is my pain. But for those I surround, I love you all These are my last words, closed in are my walls. The advice I’ve given you, it’s been from my heart. I don’t want to be here anymore. Finished is my part. Vampi: The years were been together have all been bliss. I’m sorry is has to end like this. Wingless: My heart is yours more than you know. Continue being yourself and you’ll grow. Cypress: You’ve done for me more that anyone could. All my words to you have been true. You’ve hugged me with your words when I needed help. For the rest of you, this is Spade, signing out.
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