it was not like this before
not like it was on your bedroom floor
you left me standing at the door.
you left me wanting more,
but you wanted more.
and oh, you have a beautiful heart
and it breaks in me
oh, you have a beautiful heart
and it breaks me
at the foot of the staircase,
echoing footsteps invite my heartrace.
my veins braided in the Nine A.M. sky
never buried in death, because i am wreathed in life.
and now it all comes crashing down.
the dirt beneath your feet; no longer buried in death,
i am wreathed in life.
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