Nov
10
2009

Unsolution

you said to turn the cheek
but i didn't know that meant
we couldn't speak

in this self-imposed separation time
i wish well
but i'm not fine

my heart is broken
suffer hell and time is slipping
from these walls
i think it's
we are broken
restore is no longer

an awkward pause
to be flushed
frozen

this is an unapparent
chord
my core is rock.ed

and in this moment
i have anger i have tears
i have unapologetic fears

will wish riots
over you
and you said to turn the cheek
that it wouldn't hurt
and again to repeat

[this isn't complete]

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