Just take a second
Breathe
1
2
3
4
The words caught
Throat lodged
With the sadness of the past
Pretend the dead don't dance
You can't know why they make
You
Cry
If you did, you would cry
With me.
The world would fade
The dead will come
They steal your broken pieces
Take you with them to
A place with no
Dead that dance
The night
Away.
