Thursday, September 6

Walk The Plank

I don't know why I still listen to you.
Why your words just pierce me through.
Can't help it, I just do.
As if I was frozen.
You've hurt me more than I could ever say.
And you never really took my breath away.
I know you're my love allright.
But we never agreed on the sacrifice.
I can sail these waters if I really try,
and the cliffs might not be very high,
but what is the point, I ask myself why.
Why should I steer on with torn apart sails,
when the troubleless life is just that plank away.

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