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8 | don't look back

At four in the afternoon, there's light by the pier
Where boats dock bearing all sorts of stories to fear
Love, we met by the breakwater where tides rise
Sand in shoes, wind in kissed skin—it's a vice
Of failed men and of lies skinned deep
It's all the same, darling, there's no wakeful sleep
The dances of danger, the promise of inevitable surrender
They say love is bright but all I did was suffer
In its soothing embrace, I chafe under the brightness
I gasp for air as I choke in calculated prowess
Home is where our souls die in places unconceived
So go, love—don't look back for me and live

At five in the afternoon, there's fight by the boiler
Where fires burn too hot and questions replace answers
We could have been blind but we chose to see
All the faulty cracks and how sewn shut I could be
If this is love, darling, there will be no recompense or fee
For damaged locks and skin burnt until crispy
It's a promise, then—one to last us the ages
It's also a cage, love—always have been from the pages
Centuries pass for love to become as real as fraud
So pick your smile, stand up—make sure you applaud
The shore is nice to look at long as the waves are in reprieve
So go on, darling—don't look back and, for me, live

At six in the evening, the sun has gone out for us
How one spark burst and how it died in the dust
Used rhymes and perhaps used in and fiber again
The threads of fate must have been duly mistaken
To put lost souls together in a journey with no roads
No destination, perhaps not a solution to the codes
Keep scanning the heavens for a sign of peace
Maybe you'll find it or you'll die for agony to ease
There's no rest, love—there's no rest for the vile
The wicked, deprived souls who spent childhood in exile
Come, darling, see your sins heaven cannot forgive
So, go now—don't look back for me and live

At twelve midnight had the void came to devour
How it crunched our bones and praised melancholy's flavor
We have been too deep in this mess across the dining table
We gave up, left the pieces, and cut and burned the cable
If this is love, darling, it's all been a waste
Of time and of life—just because we did it in haste
The world has no room for more broken hearts
But it does nothing but add hurts in the desolate parts
It's been a while since I last let my body rip
The darkness must be happy with blood as it takes a sip
Say, darling, you really don't know how to properly grieve
So pack your bags, say your prayers—don't look back as you leave

Sad.

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