A“nd as theyIThis is how it had to be”
O heard you whisper under your breath
Wnce they nail me in
Taiting to throw your handful of dirt
Aucked into a wooden box
At my cold, limp body
Ind I saw you looking down
A couldn’t be revived
Tlmost the whole bottle
he night I swallowed
LMeft lovesick from your chalant waysIy lub-dub for you alone yearns,
Y’m winded at the slightest graze
Pour body heat both cools and burns,
Yeep our interwoven red thread
hou only dance in mine each day,
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mwine has already forgotten yours.Ihich name belongs in your mouth,
If you have to wonder
T’ve already left it.
Ihe moment comparison enters the room,
a am not a choice.
Bgainst another woman.
Iecause I was never meant
llusion of Choice