You and I
Wove a beutiful tapestry
all the right colors
in all the right places
but there is this red string
of lie
that got woven in
unseen by me
and when I saw it
and pulled it
the whole tapestry
fell apart.
And part of me
wants to weave it
right back
from the start.
Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 11:46 PM UTC
You and I
Wove a beutiful tapestry
all the right colors
in all the right places
but there is this red string
of lie
that got woven in
unseen by me
and when I saw it
and pulled it
the whole tapestry
fell apart.
And part of me
wants to weave it
right back
from the start.
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