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I know
This mess is
The love overspilt from our hearts
And that “god” says
We should
Clean it up
With the thickest bleach and a bristled brush
But will an ending ever be enough?
When all the beauty lies
In every action never taken
Every kiss
Every look
Every love
That didn't happen.
I've got to find the strength somewhere within this desperation
It's the first thing i need
But it's the last thing i want
To have to grow even more resilient.
I know
This mess is
The doubts overspilt from our thoughts
And that ”god” says
We should cover them up
With glassy eyes and a frozen heart
But still i take no action.
But still i take no action
When my disdain
and my devotion
Is simultaneous.
Keep painting pictures of what could have been
And i promise i'll stay at a distance
Where every inch of them can be seen.

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