The Wood

Undeniable attraction,

But is that enough?

Do we have the time?

Or is it too tough?

Its harder to face the looming ladder,

Be it fantasy or pretend,

The real is probably the end,

I still wish we would

Cuz I hope that we should, understand that we could, when we know there was the wood.

But im not sure anymore,

As I may not be the lure,

For the distance is a curse,

That I will not rehearse,

So I forgo in front,

Its for us baby, I swear im not a cunt

For I still wish we would

Cuz I hope that we should, understand that we could, when we know there was the wood.
Wood in our foundation,

a surprising revelation

Of the things of our past

Were never our last

In fact, was our present,

Our cross stricken now,

That pulls us apart,

And sheds all our art,

Took a year to yield,

With left the shield,

To the grief of our future,

Which feels each suture,

Find the wounds open,

And cant let anymore hope in,

So I say goodbye now,

Before I tear up my brow,

I package our capsule,

And wait in a castle,

For my inexplainable,

Never attainable,

Soul of a man

All because I still wish we would

Cuz I hope that we should, understand that we could, when we know there was the wood.
Waiting in the hills,

More real than pills,

I miss you,

I want you,

I don’t actually need you,

But id sure like to kiss you,

So come home to me,

And we will see,

We will see

Ohhh we sure will see.

cuz as always, I still wish we would

Cuz I hope that we should, understand that we could, when we know there was the wood.


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