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Thursday, April 10, 2014

stay.


turn off the sun
it hangs too low today
the winds of change
are trying to blow me away

I have held on remarkably well
but time swore not to tell

keep your eye blind
I know what you see
keep your words unkind
they settle better with me

I have made my sacrifices
they choose to lie with my vices

Tie my hands behind my back
Paint the roses black
They always die anyway
Sow my mouth shut
Salt the paper cuts
I’m numb anyway
Will I stay?
Will I stay?

drag the book out again
I want to feel the words
scripture from before then
healing in reverse

I used to be someone
and now I’m no one

Tie my hands behind my back
Paint the roses black
They always die anyway
Sow my mouth shut
Salt the paper cuts
I’m numb anyway
Will I stay?
Will I stay?

I ran until my feet bled and watched until my eyes burned
You laid out all the lesson plans but I can’t remember anything I learned
Where’s your hand now? How did forever somehow slip away?
Will I ever, will I ever, stay?
Will I ever stay?

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