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âIn a field outside of town, we could always be alone.â
âCarry a blanket, maybe a basket, and thatâs it.â
âInnocence was the key.â
âAlways locked up never free.â
âLike vines we intertwined.â
âCarelessly growing up and growing old.â
âLife was on our tongues and it tasted heavenly.â
âI wake up and I feel alone.â
âI was just asleep, right where I belong.â
âI knew this was a dream.â
âIt was too good to be true.â
âCoincidences were a bit much, too.â
âWho wants to wake up?â
âWho wants to lose it?â
âWho wants to live in this place?â
âBlankets here keep me from cold.â
âFrantically searching for her inside my head.â
âInside my head, sheâs somewhere.â
âA dark congregation of familiar faces gathered around the quiet earth.â
âA red rose fell upon the soft snow.â
âPrayers were whispered so slow from our mouths.â
âOur breath rose in the cold like a hundred souls escaping.â
âSave me.â
âI am swallowed by the guilt of this.â
âYouâre gone, sleeping in the dust.â
âWe will not let time erase us.â
âWe are surrounded by all the quiet sleepers inside the quiet earth.â
âA fear that I cannot shape.â
âYou dared to kiss the face of the night.â
âOur lips were cold as clay.â
âWe couldnât speak anyway.â
âWe are alone.â
âI know youâre gone.â
âRain falls, quickly wetting my hair and clothes.â
âMy cries fall upon her deaf ears.â
âLet me in.â
âPlease, itâs cold, Iâm freezing out here.â
âI miss you my dear.â
âYouâre all his and Iâm all yours.â
âLike it or not, Iâm all youâve got.â
âEveryone will makes mistakes.â
âWithout the sour, the sweet wouldnât taste.â
âWill you please come back to me?â
âI donât think these feelings are gonna leave.â
âLight cuts through the clouds and haunts me like bad dreams.â
âIâm feeling lost and cold as sin.â
âA shred of hope, a little bit of sweetness.â
âAnything, please, except for defeat.â
âIf I could lock you up and toss out the key, itâs just you and me.â
âEveryone will make mistakes, and I know I have.â
âYouâll be singing in your sleep.â
âThis time youâre not listening to a word I say.â
âQuick as the cold wind.â
âLeft me no choice but to stay.â
âI will dissolve into the dark beneath your bed.â
âMy hands will wait for a taste of your skin.â
âThe lions roar and the young men soar.â
âThe flames all scorch the circus floor.â
âPuppets on string all dance and sing.â
âTrumpets play sick lullabies.â
âDelicate dame, her fragile face, was scared away without a trace.â
âOut in the cold, where did she go?â
âInto unknown a place, Iâll never know.â
âThe desperate search began all across this sea and land.â
âI just knew Iâd find you here.â
âThe audience just claps and cheers.â
âI asked around half-empty towns about a girl nowhere to be found.â
âWe didnât know, we could not go.â
âThe circus songs just carried on.â
âTake what you need while thereâs time.â
âThe city will be earth in a short while.â
âIf Iâm not mistaken, itâs been in flames.â
âYou and I will escape to the seaside.â
âThere is a storm in the distance.â
âThe wind breathing, warning of its imminence.â
âThere is a lighthouse five hundred yards down.â
âYou and I will be safe there.â
âThere is a girl who haunts that lighthouse.â
âShe saved me.â
âI was swimming, so young I almost drowned.â
âShe sang a story of losing her lover.â
âLove, you are foolish.â
âYour sleeplessness makes you a liar.â
âThe city is burning, the ocean is turning.â
âSoft as a siren.â
âYou came to me in seamless sleep.â
âWe swam a sea of pretty sights and chandelier skies.â
âI swore I could feel you breathe.â
âIt was all so real to me.â
âDonât wake me up, I am still dreaming.â
âDeath is misleading.â
âI am such a haunted soul.â
âYour ghost has gone to bed.â
âThe light had slipped through the window.â
âThe morning ripped you away.â
âYou were a fire caught in a storm.â
âMemories like embers keep us warm.â
âMy heart has lost its wind now.â
âBroken like a dead sail, my love has drifted out to sea.âÂ
âCanât feel the same between my toes.â
âWe set the wrong course and headed due north.â
âThatâs where we went wrong.â
âWe were young and learning.â
âSteady hearts hate turning.â
âMy will to fight has been flushed.â
âLet the tide swallow me whole.â
âLet that dark water take me home.â
âHey, come back to me.â
âYour heartbeat is pulsing at night in your chest.â
âItâs gold and itâs glowing with all the life you have left.â
âYour words, like smoke, made me sick but they kept me warm.â
âRun where youâll be safe.â
âYour eyes are like sea glass, so weathered and worn.â
âThe lovers who have tainted you.â
âThey touched your skin with velvet gloves and made you feel alive.â
âThereâs not much time.â
âYou are weathered and worn, your petals soft and torn.â
âYou have bent your shoulders to hold the weight of the world.â
âYou will surely shatter.â
âWho shot that arrow in your throat?â
âWho missed the crimson apple?â
âIt hung heavy on the tree above your head.â
âThis chaos, this calamity, this garden once was perfect.â
âGive your immortality to me.â
âIâll set you up against the stars.â
âWe lied, we canât go on.â
âThis is the time and this is the place to be alive.â
âThere is discord in the garden tonight.â
âThe sea is wine red.â
âThis is the death of beauty.â
âThe lovers have lied.â
âI cut the arrow from your neck, stretched you beneath the tree.â
âAmong the roots and babyâs breath, I covered us with silver leaves.â
âLike the light was all I had.â
âThe candle burned so soft and slow.â
âI felt the warmth and felt its glow.â
âI canât quite escape, so pretend itâs the place that I love.â
âWonât let it pass me by again.â
âIâd watch them through the curtainâs crack.â
âPlace all your bets and watch me lose.â
âI dream every night that one will come true, but only bad ones ever do.â
âMy heart beats way too fast to let regret sit in my lap.â
âShadows all around you as you surface form the dark.â
âEmerging from the gentle grip of nightâs unfolding arms.â
âDarkness, darkness everywhere.â
âDo you feel all alone?â
âThe subtle grace of gravity, the heavy weight of stone.â
âYou donât see what you possess, a beauty calm and clear.â
âIt floods the sky and blurs the darkness like a chandelier.â
âAll the light that you possess is skewed by lakes and seas.â
âThe shattered surface, so imperfect, is all that you believe.â
âI will wet the mirror up to face the blackened sky.â
âYou will see your beauty every moment that you rise.â
















