have you written new songs and do you still laugh long into the night?
does it linger like your heart strings a new chord on your guitar?
do you hit the right keys when everything is falling apart around you?
do you say 'I will' and run into the woods thrashing animal
sunburnt, dried out, desert baby?
do you call out my name into the ocean's breath, begging for some benevolent reprieve?
the cold winter air capturing every syllable like a fox caught in trap?
well, which is it then?
will you race your heartbeat one last time or go limp like a soft lamb slaughtered?
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