Lover, I’ve missed the comfort of this air.
So heavy, so rich–worn and expired.
We’ve left the sun, both kissed the dark.
Our bond was of fire, grown cold, but still left smoking.
Seize your heart, fight life’s duels.
Love’s never enough, the curse of fools.
Strike back, no guilt, the blaze again will be rebuilt.
Half truths and vicious lies will all be told.
Unchained, turned loose,
In full fury, long forewarned,
Your treasured soul will be reborn.
How can you stay in love when you can’t tell lies? 🙂
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Lies are versions of somebody’s truth.
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Oh. I’ll try that…
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