you went on and broke
our agreements, paths, pacts and promises
somewhere along the line
instead of screaming
wailing and wearing your sorrow
on your sleeve like a bloody rose
instead of pulling the emergency brake
you opened the window
mangled and pulled yourself
out, into the wind and onto the rocks below
I could have saved you
we speak the same language
but you didn't want saving
you wanted the swift hum and thrum to
end
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