tomorrow i'll listen i promise
in the morning i'll turn it around
my ear to the ground
climb your family tree
and hug you
you'll melt into me
finally
where before i was up all night
now i'm with you at dawn
as we try to switch places it is impossible you see
because we can't not be ourselves
and because i was born of you so thoroughly.
we are bound and i'll carry your tears until you're gone, until I die
as others try to carry mine
and as i am of myself i can’t tell
what you see in me
I’ll have no reason to hide but i probably will
until the end of it all, until it's all gone
but i'll still remember how you drove away when i was so bad
You couldn't handle the violence inside
I wanted to die, but got a dull blade instead
and i'm so sorry
I will stay in my place until
I hang my grief on your hospital bed
and tell you my heart
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Author:
Clayton Paul (
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- Category: Reflection
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