there's a place you've never been
a place I've never shown
and for the slightest moment
I'm willing to show someone else
It's a lightless house
filled with plagued memories
that I've learned to call home
I take you down the rayless halls
and as the pages start to bleed
I start to fear that you'd turn your back just like the pages unwritten
your eyes turn red dry
as if you've had them open for days
I start to regret showing you
the paintings on the walls
just when I start to feel numb
I feel your fingers run down my hand
linking them between mine
and for the slightest moment
I felt less afraid
you've taken me to a place I've never been
- Taylor Anne Steingold 2:28am
Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 4:23 PM UTC
there's a place you've never been
a place I've never shown
and for the slightest moment
I'm willing to show someone else
It's a lightless house
filled with plagued memories
that I've learned to call home
I take you down the rayless halls
and as the pages start to bleed
I start to fear that you'd turn your back just like the pages unwritten
your eyes turn red dry
as if you've had them open for days
I start to regret showing you
the paintings on the walls
just when I start to feel numb
I feel your fingers run down my hand
linking them between mine
and for the slightest moment
I felt less afraid
you've taken me to a place I've never been
- Taylor Anne Steingold 2:28am
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