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 May 5 BROKERSHEART
Winter
COME KISS YOUR LITTLE  TRAGEDY ONE LAST TIME,
BURY ME IN A WHITE DRESS AND TELL THEM IT WAS LOVE,
THINK I'D LIKE THE SOUND OF MY BONES BREAKING WHILE THE SKIES WATCH,
YOUR NAME IN MY MOUTH  AS I HIT THE GROUND,
AND  I DRAW AIR FOR THE LAST TIME  ,

BECAUSE YOU DON'T DESERVE TO STAND THERE DRY
WHEN I DROWNED FOR YOU,
SO I'M MAKING YOU  SHOUT MY NAME ONE LAST TIME  
AS YOU WATCH MY LIFE FLY OUT ,

BUT NO, I WON'T OPEN MY EYES THIS TIME AROUND,
BLOOD ON THE CONCRETE,
YOUR HANDS SHAKING OVER ME,
AND MAYBE THEN YOU'D FINALLY CRY
short and rushed just like the decision she took
there's a part two from the other pov ...
Don’t stay because you feel you must,
Love can’t be built on guilt or dust.
Stay only if your heart beats true,
If every breath still aches for “you.”

I want your smile, not just your face,
Your laughter warm, your soft embrace.
But if your joy begins to fade,
Don’t let our love become a cage.

I’d rather kiss you one last time,
Than hold you bound by silent crime.
So stay, my love, if love is why
Not just to soothe a saddened sigh.

— The End —