It pains me to see you so far away,
Like pots in a kiln you're formed from the clay,
You're shaped & reworked until you're not the same,
Transformed completely and fixed in the flame.
Now I feel nothing you're no different from dust,
All of us changed it eroded our trust,
Equal parts blame on either of us,
Toxic for each other do we have it sussed.
We turned from each other won't turn on each other,
Stronger together we learn from each other,
But better apart as we lean on each other,
We're breaking our hearts we're mean to each other.
Life doesn't change it just trades our trials,
People don't learn and lovers become rivals,
Age doesn't teach you can journey for miles,
A broken mosaic we're made up of tiles.
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 8:37 PM UTC
It pains me to see you so far away,
Like pots in a kiln you're formed from the clay,
You're shaped & reworked until you're not the same,
Transformed completely and fixed in the flame.
Now I feel nothing you're no different from dust,
All of us changed it eroded our trust,
Equal parts blame on either of us,
Toxic for each other do we have it sussed.
We turned from each other won't turn on each other,
Stronger together we learn from each other,
But better apart as we lean on each other,
We're breaking our hearts we're mean to each other.
Life doesn't change it just trades our trials,
People don't learn and lovers become rivals,
Age doesn't teach you can journey for miles,
A broken mosaic we're made up of tiles.
Harry Roberts - Broken Mosiac
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