Sagittarius
Anna Luisa Daigneault
Do you remember beds half-made and clothes thrown on the floor?
I threw caution to the wind, sailed right out the door
Nothing could come close to love, lust could surely fight
Simple chores were essays now, what last words are mine?
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Patterns in the circumstance, I breathe into the deep
Perfect strangers in a bowl, an hourglass I keep
Calculations in the sand, I erase so well
Beasts upon celestial maps, the palmistry will tell
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Maybe there's a window to my heart, the will to please
Hermitude and jeweled crowns, I'm tired of my dreams
Baby you have come this far, and travelled to the stars
Feet stuck firmly on the ground, the firmament is yours
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