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In honor of my absence

You let go to carry on

These insightful, yet destructive

Cliches concerning love



Rebel hearts can speak to masses

But, the ignorance is bound to fail

We speak of love and take our chances

In the closet beneath the stairs

But, we are hiding our true feelings

Behind the doors of our fears

And, now in boxes filled with letters

We reconsider our thoughts on love

Turning worse, we see the weather

Hail clouds releasing stones

So, we run inside to find some cover

Only to find it didn’t come

And, in the haste of poor decisions

The clock of time has come unwound

We force our smiles, but know it’s over

As silence speaks to us so loud

We fight back tears from deep inside

The basement our heart’s now cower in

And, in the darkness of each other

The fears we had are etched in stone

Like clashing steal against a son

A mother forgot to tell she loved

We are left with our decisions

And, the weight that words cannot undo

And, in the ebbing of our silence

We find that words come sneaking through

But, as our mouths begin to open

Our broken heart’s sill assume

That the pseudo-life that love is living

Is the same life we always knew

And, as the door begins to shutter

Hinges speak what we cannot

Hurtful noise against the rust

So, we depart in all the choices

Our rebel hearts choose when we where young



And, in honor of your absence

I let go to carry on

These insightful, yet destructive

Cliches concerning love