Violins complain...about the winter again
Another wreckage pried by atrocities, you can't defend
Help me understand why I stand at the standpoint of destruction
As the ledge breaks, I only wish to be caught in your web
Web of suffering/I'm your nothing
You are nothing
Light feet gently floated to another
My heart was burdened, my path was smothered
By the throat, you held me close
Your love erodes most of me when time erodes everything
I thought we were something more than just lost at sea
Direction comes with time with a renewed mind
It doesn't matter what you come from, they say
Just matters what you've left behind
What if that fading shadow was mine?
Do I matter?
The privilege to die, with nothing greater to say
To kiss the fingertips, scratch the surface...
Of my grace
Regeneration of self
To forge a dying thought
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