I held on to words so lovely, so dear
That later were marred by hot angry tears
And so, tossed aside, I learned how to be alone
The wind picked me up in it's unashamed dance
And dried up all the words from last year's romance
And I drifted, caught between glass and stone
I have folded
Hoping these words will get back to you
While your heart's muted thunder rolls under her palm
And the waves of your breath ebb and flow
This sailboat of paper wants to stay afloat
The words might be faded but the stain of them stays
You can see the pen's tracks by the light of the flame
The fire that changed everything that I knew
These wrinkles and tears don't make me who I am
And these creases and rips are just proof I can stand
Against the storms that you put me through
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