austere

in between words

  • 3rd May
    2013
  • 03

counting spaces
counting time
i have never really mattered
to all of sublime
i dug my grave
i paved the path
just to give me some love
just to give you the lack
but these scratches won’t go
and these tears won’t flow
so if you ever see me tonight
tell me what you know
please tell me what you know

talk endlessly like
the sun will never leave
as we sit on my grave and time
will soon know
that i just need someone to stay
a hand to hold on to
that i need a shoulder to lean on
because i don’t understand
why this pain won’t go

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