Severed Ties and Lost Tongues Ii
So you say I'm too willing
To do what you ask is almost too painful
But your burdens become, as well, my hurt
So....would I come as before in a way I though left me long ago?
My angst had full control and you love me with no doubt
But should the children mourn the graves of deadened dreams?
Or simply let it go when you die
In any way the mistakes will disappear is a way the hour loves us
Then we die cold and screaming for the arms of another to wither with us
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