2003-01-17 - 7:44 p.m.
Right
A comfort eased our words
so much we didn't speak
just held bodies still
as a day passed in a week
I've watched in silence long
sometimes wondering how
'till finally I broke
Where is that comfort now? Somewhere in a scream
with feelings caught between
Fate sealed with a kiss
from whom though isn't seen
Bloomed petals of hate
swallowing the rain
favor ignorance
to healing through the pain I'll never feel the warmth
that split the coldest night
from the time before
we wondered who was right
[before] [after]
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