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I wonder if anyone really understands the love,
the love we... I had for you,
you hurt me with your accusations,
every snip of your sharp wit
and cut of your bladed tongue,
I loved you.
Yet not even I, with the vocabulary you adored,
my silver braided tongue and my poets sadness,
can really understand the way I love you,
even now, after you're gone...
I've kept all the recordings
and photographs
drawings and memories.
I wear them on my sleeve,
which is damp from wiping the tears away,
that fall when I listen to your voice.
Your voice, your powerful,
soulful, beautiful voice.
Even when you trip over english words,
I can hear the true beauty,
because you spoke to me in your language.
A poem, called my love, you said,
though I don't understand it,
I can tell almost what you say, then.
Now it's just "I love you"
on repeat, the oscillator spectrum
forms the rough shape of a castle
with your words "I love you."
I stood under your winter lights,
and your cold heart,
I offered you my warmth,
my love and my pride,
I took your coldness,
gave you heat,
life and love...
And only one part of what you said
is true anymore.
You do not love me,
anymore.
the love we... I had for you,
you hurt me with your accusations,
every snip of your sharp wit
and cut of your bladed tongue,
I loved you.
Yet not even I, with the vocabulary you adored,
my silver braided tongue and my poets sadness,
can really understand the way I love you,
even now, after you're gone...
I've kept all the recordings
and photographs
drawings and memories.
I wear them on my sleeve,
which is damp from wiping the tears away,
that fall when I listen to your voice.
Your voice, your powerful,
soulful, beautiful voice.
Even when you trip over english words,
I can hear the true beauty,
because you spoke to me in your language.
A poem, called my love, you said,
though I don't understand it,
I can tell almost what you say, then.
Now it's just "I love you"
on repeat, the oscillator spectrum
forms the rough shape of a castle
with your words "I love you."
I stood under your winter lights,
and your cold heart,
I offered you my warmth,
my love and my pride,
I took your coldness,
gave you heat,
life and love...
And only one part of what you said
is true anymore.
You do not love me,
anymore.
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"Here I am wide open, surrendering to your side.
I have laid down my armour, I have no sword at my side.
I leave behind me the ruins of the fortress I swore to defend; I leave behind me foundations; I'll leave you a man I'll need you to mend.
And through all the battles around me I never believed I would fight.
Yet here I stand, a broken soldier, shivering and naked, in your winter light."
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I have laid down my armour, I have no sword at my side.
I leave behind me the ruins of the fortress I swore to defend; I leave behind me foundations; I'll leave you a man I'll need you to mend.
And through all the battles around me I never believed I would fight.
Yet here I stand, a broken soldier, shivering and naked, in your winter light."
Warning - Footprints
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Beautiful, I must say. I admire your works. =]