New Year’s song

Even though you're still here and the lights are still shining above you, there's not a place I can be without you. Not a New Year's day I can look at the past, and a song in the back of my ear wouldn't last. Not a spark in your eyes can read a paper airplane, [...]

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Your hands

Your hands carry mystery,  and tears and pain. Your hands carry a lie, I can't retain. Your hands have something of magic and sorrow, their touch is soft but cold as if they kept the look of a scarecrow. Your hands are made of knives, and covered with feathers, they are slippery and restless, and [...]