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Time was Never on our Side


Mountains brush clouds, trees sigh and sway aloud

Wind threads and braids through air

clear as glass, too perfect to last

 

Pavement wavers under our feet

Stop signs dripping in heat

Neighbors watch as the children run past

Too perfect to last

 

Hearts drawn in the clear, white snow

Cold hands brush and don't let go

The kids in their hoodies walk staring down

They don't know what to do when love is point

A kiss in the dark, sweet and fast

Too perfect to last

 

Running away from lines drawn deep

painful scars the brain shall keep

looking for love, can't find it no more

in boys who just want the neighborhood whore

swear you'll love me in spite all my past

Living in caskets made out of glass

It was never meant to last

 

living with shadows, you turn on the light

Close the doors, seal out the night

Through these floors, the blood stained beams

Floating through heavens, the sky a scene

Its dark, but light, open your eyes and make a wish

It's answered, you won't know it though

constellations, the stars in code

In this moment, time is slowed

 

Nothing will ever last

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PersonalThemeAbstract

Primarily personal/autobiographical love and heartbreak with philosophical moments about impermanence.

SparseMeasureDense

Dense, rapid idea progression: love, loss, scars, transcendence compressed across multiple conceptual shifts.

DarkSentimentBright

Predominantly melancholic and negative: betrayal, pain, heartbreak, though ending offers subtle transcendent hope.

StillEnergyExplosive

Intense emotional volatility, urgent pacing, fragmented syntax creates kinetic tension and restlessness throughout.

MicroLengthEpic

Approximately 45-50 lines; falls within 31-60 line range.

PlainFigurativeOrnamented

Rich metaphorical language: mountains brush clouds, pavement wavers, caskets of glass, blood-stained beams, constellations as code.

LyricVoiceDramatic

Nearly pure lyric internal voice; raw emotional confession without dramatic distance or narrative persona.

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