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Fissures

Within the fissures--words Caught in between the slats Like meat in between teeth
Keep grinding the bone Till there is no more Furthermore no fossilized Imprints of someone's death grip To remind us of the turbulence
Somewhere in the cracks Someone said "I love you" Someone else said "We're better off apart"
There's the cave drawing of us Primal, minimal that just Points out the obvious "It is what you make it"
Yet I try to save you From yourself and you Insist it is me who is drowning Chip away at my chivalry But you know I am right all along
Another chance may come But hurry, the paint is peeling Take my hand, I'll pull you up I'm prophetic, you know
Ghosts from these walls Tell me things--they say You will perish here or there But don't thank me for Bringing you to this room Because you decided to stay
It's time to go Stop being stuck, frozen Like the broken clock