I’m standing here; swallowing my pride;
Practically handing you my dignity.
You don’t have to pull each string; each thread;
My heart’s already in pieces; laying in front of me.
Shatter the ice that keeps us apart;
We cut our fragile skin on each sharp edge.
Is it worth the pain and regret we may feel;
Or do we take the risk; jumping from the ledge?
You are carving out each defined detail;
With your practiced hand; and perfect measure;
Your marble statues of what once was; and what will be;
Has been part of our heavenly treasure.
YOU ARE READING
And now for a moment of wisdom
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