Did you think?
That a breath could cause a hurricane
That a touch could freeze me, unmake me
That a look would leave me gasping
My tongue running from my teeth
That my heart would burn and sink
Deep into the ashen clouds
That it could stay there forever, and a moment
Before plummeting again up to earth
Gravity of your nails
Remains of your laugh
Could you be any more imperfect?
I was never where I am
And where I am is never where the bullet hits
Telling me to stop laughing
Telling me to stop crying
Could I ever make a better bad decision
Than cutting the tree down
All of you, gone to the wind
Let's see where that leaves me.
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