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timelinezero
07-09-2011, 10:54 PM
He felt her verse, surround his neck
Like a yoke, he knows he'll never forget
The way she cut through his chest
Like a snake would bite, through a cape of flesh
But he holds her, though she's broken
He swears he doesn't care where she's been

and he's tired of being human
He wears her close to the bone, as though she were burned into his skin

He takes shots from the heart, instead of the head
His mouth and his words, they rarely connect
He looks to the past, and the halls his tongue's tread
And he knows he meant, the opposite

But she holds him, like an infant
Though it breaks her in half to know, he'll wake like a man
So sold on cold indifference, when he reaches for her she's gone
She slips like the wind through blackened sails, but

Who are we, to love at all?

And I hope you don't mind, if I hang all of my hopes
I hang all my hopes, on this time
Although I've been warned, I'll probably get burned
I'd rather get burned, than to not try
because you won't
Let it go

timelinezero
07-09-2011, 10:56 PM
Since it won't let me put this as a blog post...