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May 2010
We grew like a tree into a fence
Barbed wire buried under bark and wood
In flesh and bone we find our homes
Together we’ll strip the world of all its good

I’d give until I starved to death
She’d take until the roots were gone
And we’d pull each other down
And we’d sink into it going wrong

When the wind would blow
We’d cut each other deep
Regrets would overflow
We’d **** and fall asleep

Branches hurled down at the fence
As fences do good neighbors make
Each new gust stirred up the dust
Neither knew who’d be the first to break

wind kept blowing, tree kept creaking
I reached for poison and fell in
Cowardly flight into that night
She wept and kept herself to him

It went out in one final flourish
The last summer for blossoming
The rot set in, the axes came
This was the end of everything.
Feb, 14th 2010
(dedicated to my high school sweetheart and the way we tore each other apart)
Written by
Bruce Emmons
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