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Cello cords snap, slice, fresh Wounds bloom next to old scabs Rosy slits puncture through cotton gloves With thread and time, they say We’ll mend. Intertwining blows face a silent war Unwinded by a cannon salute. Across the battlefield Conductors pick up their batons Holding ready Waiting For you to throw The opening note Waiting For me to throw The first Molotov Shatters. The trumpet hook screeches A familiar overture blares Confetti glass garnishes our drinks Gasoline reek, whiskey aftertaste A night of dancing dares. We fall back Into a bed of thorns Composed by sleepless fights We have not learned to knit or sew Our petals dangle from the receptacle Swaying to the chorus.
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Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 10:49 AM UTC
Mutually Assured Destruction
Cello cords snap, slice, fresh Wounds bloom next to old scabs Rosy slits puncture through cotton gloves With thread and time, they say We’ll mend. Intertwining blows face a silent war Unwinded by a cannon salute. Across the battlefield Conductors pick up their batons Holding ready Waiting For you to throw The opening note Waiting For me to throw The first Molotov Shatters. The trumpet hook screeches A familiar overture blares Confetti glass garnishes our drinks Gasoline reek, whiskey aftertaste A night of dancing dares. We fall back Into a bed of thorns Composed by sleepless fights We have not learned to knit or sew Our petals dangle from the receptacle Swaying to the chorus.
It's only a matter of time...
#dysfunctional#heartbreak#breakup#fixing#love#violence#war#pain#music#time
katiekwok
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katiekwok
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Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 10:49 AM UTC
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