The Inevitable
Poetry Of Dissolving Identity One Guitar, One Voice
New Era
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4 min
The Inevitable
Beds, friends, conversations
I’m a popular loner in a picture book
Vivid visions of my golden era
My repertoire of self, wearing old
You’re not the love of my life
You’re the love of my soul
The Inevitable
I’ll carry my own cross
You’re not my doormat of love
I never asked you for a promise
I see it in your eyes they’re mine
You’re not the love of my life
You’re the love of my soul
The Inevitable
God sent me an angel and though it took time I was patient
Two branches of the same tree; two sides of the same coin
Two eyes of the same God
Now I learn to love an angel
You’re not the love of my life
You’re the love of my soul
The Inevitable
My Inevitable
My Inevitable
The Inevitable
