4.7.12
The Bend (Revisited)
she is on a shoreline that is too rocky
and she only knows how to keep on walking
i am the air she cannot breath in
and the sea she will not sink in
a blast goes off in my state of mind
like nothing i could ever describe
i am the bend in the spine she uses
to break my will and burn my fuses
go out and love, she tells me softly
go find your one, ever so sweetly
i am the peace she won't agree with
and a conclusion she will not deal with
words of kindness, self-defeating
if it's weightless, it has no meaning.
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