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A Villanelle (Regarding a Certain Someone)

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I find it hard to keep my head about me
Visions in my head of what the future could hold
The failure to be is all I can see

I think of our love like a villa by the sea
But the rafters are broken and full of mold
I find it hard to keep my head about me

I remember summers spent living in trees
But it has been months and our blood has run cold
The failure to be is all I can see

You tried to make me think that this love would set me free
But you taught me that even liberty can be sold
I find it hard to keep my head about me

I locked up my soul and handed you the key
And you traded it away for an inch of gold
The failure to be is all I can see

So from your embrace I must decide to flee
I don’t regret it now, nor will I when I’m old
I find it hard to keep my head about me
The failure to be is all I can see.

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Wow, it's as though I once knew you... and you me.

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Perhaps, at one point, I did.

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