wind strikes a field of the innocent
trouble’s never far behind
say it out loud is a misstep
you always keep that in mind
you were cold as a stone
with the emptiest stare in your eyes that I’ve ever known
it was always a rose
the charade we played couldn’t change the name of what it was
the fight went well after midnight
we never felt so old
touch becomes something useless
like suturing infected wounds
we were cold the stone
spent our youthful days refusing to give up the ghost
with so many oaths
we were sure to end up as alone as we were before
but we lie awake
touching our hands to the face
that we used to blame
now we can't look away
with our hearts on the wire
we both just lie
holding on to something
that wasn’t ours to own
and the wind blows on
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