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ever so cold

ever so



ripped into a thousand pieces

shattered, broken,

and yet everytime i look to you

it all fades

fades to a distance...



i can look into your eyes

as no one else's, not theirs

not his, anymore

i can rest upon you

as a tornado looms on horizon.



ever so new, this

yet somehow so ancient

as if a thousand years had gone by

in actual days

my mind whispers

keep it close, it is all you truly have



and i would do anything

short of that

i would cry tears to clear your soul

i would wash it away to something new

i would restore your innocence

with what's left of my own...