I could never forget the consequences of tomorrow
If I never gave apathy a chance
Or render my fingers a lovely temple
Rose petal my lips motionless
Distilled in the after
As happily ever
With a world to live
And a place to die

We sang sheets of paint
and nestled soft skin
flowered in the spring vespers
though old hearts us kin
dabbled lifeless hands justly returned
in another day over
calmly animated silence
through these eyes with no owner

As this sun makes over
an evening breath angelic
my eyes refuse to leave
where my heart is afraid to go

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Because I care enough to want to see you die.

God,
Hand me down a soul unafraid to sing
a soul that swings, to put a smile on it
hand me down hands that bring
and help drink the vodka that 's runny with tonic
hand me down a writer with wings
holding my only dreams young witness abolished
grant me one last thing because i'm scared to be
someone without it.

I take these little hands
as to my heart is own
that no moment passes
without you
no day ends
in your arms
lull me
isolated in the lament
of our words

Be lived
in years that last a moment
gather here
among those that never left
keep searching
for that never happened
move on
energy with no regrets

What is it to a child
Growing new loves everyday
To dispose of the old ones
Graves this page grey
When in the bottom reached
Found the heavens so high
Solace in shadows grieve
And let the suffered die
Without any hope
Faith surely subsides
To return to this place
In the ashes grey abide

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