i hear the sound of pouring rain, the unsettled leaves plastered to the ground.
forever is being washed away, and i'll drink to that.
welcome to paradise, my love, perhaps we'll get it next time 'round.
with water dripping off my skin, i close my eyes to breathe.
today i leave you for another, your eyes now heavy and blind.
the door is rusting shut, but this is not the sound of new rain.
stacks of old cables hold you back yet again, your love no longer mine.
i won't look back, i promise, for i will not be paralyzed like you.
reveling in your pride, you can smile upon the binds cutting your wrists.
they're the only thing you have left, besides the scars they'll leave.
i walk alongside the water as it streams down the pavement, clenching my fists,
wanting nothing more than to free you from yourself- perhaps another day.
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