and it’ll be as if it never happened.
and it’ll all fade away.
days and months and years
and nothing will be the same.
maybe you’ll be older and wiser
maybe you’ll be kinder
and it’ll all be a bad dream
something to shake you up from your sleep
and it’ll leave you to wonder
was it even real?
have i no wounds to heal?
the scars will thicken over
it’ll be brand new again
you’ll forget of love and war
and you will never mend
the tiny fracture in your armor
will create the same salt somber
that somewhere your heart is thieved
that somewhere, within me, your heart, it grieves.
Jul 22, 2025
Jul 22, 2025 at 9:41 PM UTC
and it’ll be as if it never happened.
and it’ll all fade away.
days and months and years
and nothing will be the same.
maybe you’ll be older and wiser
maybe you’ll be kinder
and it’ll all be a bad dream
something to shake you up from your sleep
and it’ll leave you to wonder
was it even real?
have i no wounds to heal?
the scars will thicken over
it’ll be brand new again
you’ll forget of love and war
and you will never mend
the tiny fracture in your armor
will create the same salt somber
that somewhere your heart is thieved
that somewhere, within me, your heart, it grieves.
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