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I'm a pacifist at heart, never really been one to gravitate to the shadows and I know these words are like daggers and I know my gaze is a blanket of ice but I thought you should know the search and rescue for your spine found nothing the quest for your backbone was a failed mission I tried putting on your shoes and walking for miles but it was your patterns that wore me thin what was once a bond is now a burned bridge and a lot got caught up in that fire the fortress of your affection fell to the flames revealing the fragile framework the structure that appeared to be solid, stone caught ablaze and piled to ashes no phoenix rose there no memorial erected in it's loss a quiet void is where i buried the memory of you deep down in the earth, turning in your grave of lies bound by the roots of truth and exposure. To me, the version of you I knew will always be dead. If you ever fight for your resurrection, go back to the light find the truth and hold on to it, I'll be interested to see if you die on your feet or live on your knees.
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Aug 4, 2019
Aug 4, 2019 at 8:34 PM UTC
knife fight
I'm a pacifist at heart, never really been one to gravitate to the shadows and I know these words are like daggers and I know my gaze is a blanket of ice but I thought you should know the search and rescue for your spine found nothing the quest for your backbone was a failed mission I tried putting on your shoes and walking for miles but it was your patterns that wore me thin what was once a bond is now a burned bridge and a lot got caught up in that fire the fortress of your affection fell to the flames revealing the fragile framework the structure that appeared to be solid, stone caught ablaze and piled to ashes no phoenix rose there no memorial erected in it's loss a quiet void is where i buried the memory of you deep down in the earth, turning in your grave of lies bound by the roots of truth and exposure. To me, the version of you I knew will always be dead. If you ever fight for your resurrection, go back to the light find the truth and hold on to it, I'll be interested to see if you die on your feet or live on your knees.
#disdain #darkness #relationship #breakup #strife #conflict
ssarahaddams
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Aug 4, 2019
Aug 4, 2019 at 8:34 PM UTC
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