Pieces

Slowly fading into the darkest depths of night,

It is only human to wonder, whether to be, or be alright.

Is it worth, or not the fight, will these words just make it right?

This is when, we see the light, and slowly fade, like worthless dimes.

This is when, we weep our eyes, and see the truth, beneath the lies.

 

We teach to fly, but drown in rain, we want to smile, but cry in pain.

It seems so right, to love what’s wrong, if love is right, then who is wrong?

Is it you, or is it I, we are one, so let me fly.

Could you tell them, what I couldn’t, would that show them, what I wouldn’t?

Could I tell you, through these pieces, how you’ve left my hearth with creases?

 

 

 

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