Back to the beginning
As I plan my every misstep
Deep down in my own mind
As I seek and destroy every smile
What consequence is fate
What distraction is love
To where I came
To where I go
Twisted in a sea of bliss
Until I sleep
Wild is every moment
Dreamt of while I wake
To whom do I owe the misery
And the fleeting contrast of her
Tripping over my own soul
As I plead for redemption
Open and spoiled to her
As she swallows my flaws
Equally wonderfully imperfect
As I hold her so tight
Shattered and splintered
In my palm
Our love so beautifully scarred
It was always and never meant to be
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