Ultimately, the lights were just too bright
I needed to dull the edges
You used my faults
To absolve yourself
But the blame was spread too thin
And it could not cover us both
I tried to carry enough sorrow
For the both of us
And ultimately drowned
Under the weight
Of it all
But I know
That in your eyes
The fault is mine to own.
Friday, December 30, 2016
Friday, September 9, 2016
True North
Familiarity breeds contempt
and contentment fades
they warned us
we thought we were different
we were young
we were true
we were naive
time plays no favorites
it pulls everyone
toward the eventual
I think we are different
we are young
we are true
we are naive
and contentment fades
they warned us
we thought we were different
we were young
we were true
we were naive
time plays no favorites
it pulls everyone
toward the eventual
I think we are different
we are young
we are true
we are naive
Monday, August 15, 2016
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