I used to be so brave in the face of love
I believed in the heat of your touch, and the promise of the sun
Was ravaged by the ways you threw at me, the webs you built around me
And I gave everything that wasn't mine to give
My body, my mind, twisted into what you were looking for
And I relaxed into the knowing
I was a better poison to taste
Was a better knife to your heart than she was, she was...
You gave me truth in every drunken play, your car crash ways
And my shallow words spoke over you
Drag the net, because bleeding is better when you're breathing
So that even when you shook the foundation, I found myself waiting again.
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for Brian Strand