How fast is the past,
and the times that come
When people are shattered
and memories run.
She didn’t fall
from my grasp,
but I from hers.
Lies told
Ties broke
All the pain
can’t be given away
Hospitality i’ll give
i’ll let it all stay.
boarded and swept
in my broken soul-cage.
there It can’t sing
like the words i don’t say
the happiness They might bring
left to rot and decay
but the stickman i‘ll be
that’s just how i play
picking up Pieces
that fall from
day To day.
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