The ruining of ruins
The ending of the end
Who knew what could happen what she pressed send?
Short and sweet and to the point
But a ways away from joint to joint
Who knew what could fit into a certain amount
There were so many I lost count
The death of the dead
The sleep of the slept
Who knew a handful of words had so much depth
mamas tears
And dads old camera
The first words are spoken
But the past is gone and souls are broken
