The Lines You Blurred
Our lives are so much more than who we are
The lines we draw are always tied to the hands that drew them
The direction and the depth is yours and yours alone
But what is blurred is drowning in the tears you need to control him
Do you have to read the same book every day
Are you afraid what was written cannot be planted in your heart?
Sometimes it can never be explained to you
If you have to ask then that’s why you must spend some time apart
You want something so bad your fingernails bleed
But the scars on his back will wait for you to open them again
Walking alone does not mean alone forever
Unless you let the sand that blows cover his mind with pain
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