Burn These Bridges Tonight
I watch the colors
Slip through my hands
They bend and they bleed
As I slowly soak them in
Morphed by your inhibition
I am stepping out of sync
I stare through your cataracts
Deep into the depths of your mind
Your words are spoken
But there is nothing I can hear
You reach out to me
And draw me in
Let’s burn these bridges tonight
And let these embers scatter throughout the sky
Copyright © Shiraz Bautista | Year Posted 2023
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