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Digging up the Dead

Too heavy to comprehend, This hold is tearing my blistered hands, My bloody feet are staining the ground beneath me, As I’m struggling to type the words that make me, who I am, It’s like these keys are falling from my reach, I’m writing as fast as I can, As quickly as the sinking sands of an hourglass, My existence measured through what can be physically perceived, We are able to understand, It hurts but not like breaking up with a cliché girlfriend, This burns much more than ending a relationship based on sex, I loved her, Oh how much I miss you Sam, I’m having trouble turning the page, Too heavy to comprehend, The end of something so beautiful, Something that made me a man, But I guess we weren’t working parts of the Almighty’s plan It’s so hard to see us end, I tried to salvage a relationship founded on love, I tried to change before you witnessed the monster within me, I tried to save, the beauty we discovered, As I wrapped you in my arms, Before we fell, But it isn’t my fault, And the blame is not yours, When we both fucked up from the start, Two young lovers, with so much heart, It’s so sad this is how we had to depart, But I will always have a place for you in my heart, Jesus we will talk,
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carmelo-antone
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Jun 4, 2012
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