quiet nights

if silence really were golden I’d be rich
still it’s not adding up
good thing ignorance is bliss
because if a part of you is missing
it lies here dormant
what if dusty after all
eternal lust
beneath prettier skies
and three twisted juniper trees
reaching wooden arms out
from dirt that has been long dead
smells too ripe
as we reengage this fearful fight
will you break better for?
or without the fall
fear not
no
i can hear you
in the nothing I can feel you
the days are rough
but nights are soft
often long and sometimes
quiet

quiet nights

babykilljoy

Joined November 2007

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