the machinery of progress

Mint Julep

White petals fall around you on your wedding day
Dismay is all you say to me
Blinding light, searing hope
What happened to the girl I used to know?

The night is young, but I grow old

Spearmint leaves wrapped in gold
That once inviting kiss is now so cold

I’m petrified to go alone

Darling, why must you go?
Your innocence is all that I can show
Oh, oh

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