loml Wine Glass

loml. Engraved by hand.
Inspired by the one and only, Taylor Swift.  

Wine glass, 49 cl.

You shit-talked me under the table
Talking rings and talking cradles
I wish I could unrecall how we almost had it all
Dancing phantoms on the terrace
Are they second-hand embarrassed 
that I can't get out of bed
Cause something counterfeit's dead
It was legendary 
It was momentary
It was unnecessary 
Should've let it stay buried
Oh what a valiant roar, what a bland goodbye
The coward claimed he was a lion
I'm combing through the braids of lies
"I'll never leave"
"Never mind"
Our field of dreams, engulfed in fire
Your arsons match, your somber eyes
And I'll still see it until I die
You're the loss of my life