story of us
Story of Us Together we created a world of destruction, you and I Built out of never wanting to fail We were together but always alone Our little house, dressed in gray Rooms filled with the ghosts of neglected house plants Filled with things that were yours and mine but never ours Things that had seen the inside of suitcase, felt cold grass at 2 am Things that had been thrown from windowsbroken and repaired and broken again Placed back on shelves , never quite sitting the same Hung back in closets over flowing with good intentions Fading like a scar, healed but never gone A memory frozen in flesh. (wow. I remember when that happened) They tell a story of how hard we tried. They draw a map to all of our soft spots Places we cover with extra layers of clothing Places we try and protect One still night, when the wind could moan no more, We died Gently rocking in deaths boney arms , we gave in. Both frozen in the winter of never wanting to change Spring came after death was nothing new. We stepped out into the sunshine with new skin and long hair With eyes no longer liquid Reborn as just patches of glare Together we are like seedlings wrapped in fertile soil Sprouting from the warm ashes of what we used to be.
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