blackeyesblueskies: The tethers tied around our waists so lazily hang these days sometimes tangle when we embrace never quite strained but I can feel the pull dragging you away weary the ends of the rope fraying unravelling with the days the bite of the cold from the halls of these hearts as search for paths you anchoring a part of me here thank you for making me a better person as to how i live now You found me then lost me then I found myself The ship is sailing my cold iron skin dragging across the ocean bed one day this rope with sever and bleed hopes to the pavement I will try and patch it up but you might find someone else someone new someone more like me than me too many weak tea memories that half mean something they clutch my neck with drooping arms hoping to make me feel something that i should in heels and holding cheap booze and loud music but i would give them away and all those that the new chapter will bring to be with you and him, talking, laughing and to know youāll be there following old chains back to the anchors fuck it letās just leave I will follow the tattered trail of sinews back to you when we are torn apartā¦SethIzzy
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