The Back Flowerbed

You're picking me up as I drag myself down, 
your wings pick up wind as they fan the ground. 
You put out the flames which I solely built. 
Until suddenly all I'm left with is guilt. 
Was I worth anything was was what you were wondering. 
Your shiny coin you brought home. 
Put me away in the back of your mind. 
Until another glimmer catches your eye. 
Was I worth anything, was what you kept wondering 
as you let me slip, 
that coin out of your grip

Coin

Singer-songwriter, and musician from Cardinal, On
Diverse musical inspirations currently focusing on what comes naturally; an acoustic pop/folk style music with soft breathy vocals and a jazzy sway.

Aka warisbusiness or wars

Janessa van Koppen

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