“Something was true” / Memorable Fancies #2823

[“Come no more / glaze-eyed to my arms asking for pity then push me aside / when the urge strikes to start singing.” – Stan Rice]

I just hate your songs, because they’re all about me. I know, I know that nobody believes me when I tell ’em that, about you the now-famous singer and me, now the now-unknown nobody. But it’s true.

Once, a long time ago, I mean, something was true.

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