Sunday, May 15, 2016

Here


You don't punch a hole in the wall,
you burn the whole house to the ground. 
I stand back and watch the blaze,
Raging, sinking into that hallowed sound. 
But if you want, dear,
you can call here.
Come the night
I'll be at the pier. 
And if you need me
you can find me,
Every night you know where I'll be. 
Scream and kick and fight me,
you've come too late for my heart. 
Everyone says they're different 
and then they tear your world apart. 
But if you want, love
I'll lift you above
show them all what I am made of. 
If you're lonely,
you can call me,
not for my heart or soul 
but you'll get what you need. 



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