I guess it should be clear
Through tired eyes
And hesitant words
The changes in me
I wish I was blind to see
Leaving behind
A string of lovers
Never to last
Never to actually
Love
A heart of stone
And a conscience to match
With no hint of a crack
Or change
In the waves
I stand alone
In isolation
The most simplistic
And safe
And lonely
Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 11:14 AM UTC
I guess it should be clear
Through tired eyes
And hesitant words
The changes in me
I wish I was blind to see
Leaving behind
A string of lovers
Never to last
Never to actually
Love
A heart of stone
And a conscience to match
With no hint of a crack
Or change
In the waves
I stand alone
In isolation
The most simplistic
And safe
And lonely
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