Clean your house
For hope, say, you will come by again
It really doesn’t hurt so much

No expectations

See the world from inside a tear soul swimming

Lay back

Ride the waves rocking sorrow back to sleep
Images ripple
I will not chase you Love
Just lay here with half closed eyes


So normal
Like all yesterdays
Only through a few did you ever love me…


You ask me to play in the shallow water and
You cannot see I have drowned in one tear

Alive while dead
‘Prisoned in that glass box
Deep in the ocean of that tear
Cupped in the fingers of Your fire

Too deep to rescue now

Love I decorate your cloak
I am one of the many pins that hold it
Careless slung across the world
You caress

Still I hold on to You
With too-white hands



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