Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Young Blood

We're only young and naive still we require certain skills
The mood it changes like the wind hard to control when it begins
The bittersweet between my teeth trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually can't help myself but count the flaws
Claw my way out through these walls one temporary escape
Feel it start to permeate we lie beneath the stars at night
Our hands gripping each other tight you keep my secrets hope to die
Promises, swear them to the sky
As it withers brittle it shakes
Can you whisper as it crumbles and breaks
As you shiver count up all your mistakes
Pair of forgivers let go before it's too late
Can you whisper?

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