Friday, April 19, 2013


one fish, two
im better off without you
white fish, blue
stronger the longer i hang onto the truth
the letters meant for better sets
of eyes that tried, but the secret slipped
was with a mirror and a glass
the last dance you ever had
set to the sight of the roadside attraction
you know there was a reaction
broke the yoke of your control
now im free and dying all on my own
grateful, so grateful to be spared
but every time we meet im back in the snare
with a slur, there was a curse that flies
with midnight wings right into the back of my mind
a loveless letter in black and white

your love, bitten deep into my chest
so much for all the years i had left

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