Saints in the Voting Booth

Lucy Tonic

This feels like

Eden repeatin'

Had it all

Fresh starts

And rainbows

Somehow got stuck

In the middle

And that one dream

Got me three strikes

Three millenniums to try

And take back

One simple little dream

Third time's the charm

But will they call me

Lucifer

Or will it all be

Over and done

By my eighth birthday

You can't see the color

And you can't see the light

Without darkness

Standing idly by

Oh, the October gore

Oh, the November bore

Oh, the December lore

Will it ever end

When can I start again

This feels like

Eden repeatin'

Published by Lucy Tonic

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