it's too late..
The sea of your words plunged in my lungs
holding them, even if they stung
breathless, I commence
into the waves of your thunderous silence
Your words that surge
even those unspoken words they purge
My eyes they wander
unto the space of wonder
This disastrous whine
they wrecked my spine
clinging to our hearts,
Yes! they are still bind
locking those hurts
I know we've been blind.
Yet clasping this hope,
hyped in a...
holding them, even if they stung
breathless, I commence
into the waves of your thunderous silence
Your words that surge
even those unspoken words they purge
My eyes they wander
unto the space of wonder
This disastrous whine
they wrecked my spine
clinging to our hearts,
Yes! they are still bind
locking those hurts
I know we've been blind.
Yet clasping this hope,
hyped in a...