Soft and silly, broken hearted
I made myself a tower
strong and tall
it’s only a heart, I can mend it
shattered pieces on night skies sparkling
never fails, that one
dedicated stabbing, running soft things through
constellations to lead you
invincible, unbreachable, untouchable, unreachable
deep and dark and deadly
what’s the difference?
I’m still here
cold and hard and true
there’s hope in the pain
piecing together
who I was and lost and where
and your words fall on stones
I know, I know, I know
your words are water, salty as you leave
and still I yearn
holding on and letting go
what else is life
I know how that feels
and one day, one day, maybe
with what never was
stitching up the pieces that once were you
picking stars from the sky
From the very top
those eyes are mine and deep and dark and drunken
little presents loaded high
I can see the sea
on the sight of you

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