once upon the time
they owned the skies
they ruled the world
and they could fly
fast forward
and they were thrown off
the hearts go crash
bang
shatter
the thousand million pieces all left on the floor
the shards piercing,writhing and embedding
tears fall,blood drained,feet ice
and she had to pick them all up
every drop,every cut,every graze
the pain it takes to piece them back
and everytime his breath came near
he blew them all away
chose to walk a different road
in order not to let them collide once more
but fate works like friction
opposing their way of motion and thoughts
and she had to fight
fight to give up
fight to stay on
fight to be a winner
fight to be defeated
she could not see the soul behind the windows
she could not hear his voice,his heartbeat
but she could see the shadow that accompanied him
everytime they walked past
the shadow of the past he wants to hold on
the shadow of the past that he doesnt want to see
the shadow that he hopes to get rid of
the shadow that makes him who he is
and she
sees the sillhouette in the shape of him
the sillhouette they used to share in the rain
under the umbrella
the affection
the warmth
the tender loving care
as yesterday approaches once more
the burning flame repressed for so long
burns with rage
passion
pain
she is contemplating
if she should just
throw
them
all
away...
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