Alight, a fermented unspoken fight.
Smashed mirrors highlight
the dark and purple hues
on our hands,
smashed and bruised.
A symphony of slammed doors and broken wings.
That thorn in your side,
subtle at first.
Your broken trust.
The dark will cave into blind light. Shrunken by what's within it. Changed by what's inside. A telescope of ivory wrapped around a nightmarish dream.
We can be afraid to be hurt by the ones we love and love the ones that hurt us, but the dark clouds we leave need to be taken down. One by one we will break these chains, one by one we will break these chains. Brick by brick, hand in hand. A lover's curse deep in my bones. A lover's curse is dealt with or sown. A lover's curse is..
This is not how it ends.
Even in rain your words can fly.
We are beautifully made.
We were beautifully made.
With love and grace make a new day.
This language is spoken, this language is dead.
It leads to another burned down homestead.
Shot in the alley, that's better instead.
Look what's been created.
You've been at this for too long.
A life time of wanting.
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