I’ve suffered your storms complete
I’ve wintered your winters, true;
and all I hoped to be
was someone worth falling into.
you are steel and stone
you are lost and home
though naked legs crossed,
though naked legs crossed,
stalls my wanderlust's roam
there remains a together
we cannot be
through all seasons: you are you
and I am me.
still I'd rather suffer your storms
and wage your rage true
than walk away thinking
I'd be better without you.
there remains a together
we cannot be
through all seasons: you are you
and I am me.
still I'd rather suffer your storms
and wage your rage true
than walk away thinking
I'd be better without you.
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