Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Lost Train



I said it was lovely, crisp and new. 
I said it to the one next to me: you.
You broke the calm surface,
Shattered the glass,
Muddied the waters,
Shaved the dry grass.
I was by your side all the time
Drowning in the foreign grime
You broke all the eggs
To show me the yolks
Shells are so pretty white
I miss the mirrors and smoke
Thanks for giving me the truth
But now you’ve lost my youth
It’s a gift you can’t give back
One I didn’t know I was giving
Now I feel ashamed for the world
And for the life we’re all living

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