He said “Do you want to live like a predator,
\nor do you want to be sacrificed like a lamb?”
\nHe said “There is no such thing as neutrality.”
\n“We’re months at sea and you have to pick a side!”<\/p>\n
“As far as you’ve been, as far as you’ve gotten.
\nNo, no not even this can whipe away those scars.
\nLike a wound slashed upon a soldier’s face.
\nThey see your past. They are going to eat you alive.”<\/p>\n
“Oh my, look inside!
\nYour paradise is here with mine.”<\/p>\n
She said “Time is awfully beautiful,
\nit marches us all towards the same sick end.”
\nShe said “But these bars placed around my cell,
\nwon’t turn to sand until long past my prime.”<\/p>\n
“As far as I’ve been, as far as I’ve gotten.
\nNo, not even you will ever be enough.
\nYou see this disguise was cut from paper,
\nThey see my past. They are going to eat me alive.”<\/p>\n
“Oh my, look inside!
\nParadise is hard to find.”<\/p>\n
They walked along the road through the marsh that night
\nTheir hands pressed firmly to their sides.
\nHe watched the road ahead, her eyes, they met the ground.
\nHe stumbled to find words, she never made a sound.
\nHis hand stretched out for a moment to meet her own
\nBut as he looked up to find his way to hers,
\nshe had vanished into the fog just like a spectre.
\nHe whirled around in a panic and screamed her name at the air,
\nBut only the songs of distant frogs permeated his ears.
\nHe heard the words she said again play inside his head like a record
\nHe placed his hands over his head and fell to his knees
\nBut the words, the words just wouldn’t cease.
\nHe crumbled into a ball as the rain began to pour,
\nBut the deluge couldn’t drown out the sound of her voice.<\/p>\n
“Oh my, look inside!”
\nMy paradise is not yours to find.”<\/p>\n
He said “Time, now time hasn’t been so kind,
\nMy whole life has crumbled into ashes.”
\nHe said “Are you out there? Did you ever even care?”
\nWhy couldn’t you just listen?”<\/p>\n
“No, the air around you was always still,
\nThose eyes were filled with sadness.
\nOh, not even a faint laugh was heard.
\nDid I ever even help at all?”<\/p>\n
“Oh my, look inside!
\nMy paradise was lost that night.”<\/p>\n
She said “I’ve gone now, over that bridge
\nBetween hopeless and romantic.
\nThe time alone with you was like a dream.
\nBut dreams they are just a passing glance,
\nmy destiny was not to dream, it was to die.”<\/p>\n
“Oh my, look inside!
\nI was never meant for paradise.”<\/p>\n
He sat alone now, older than she remembered,
\nHis beard, it nearly touched the ground.
\nAs he surveyed his domain beneath the sky
\nHe was sure he caught a glance
\nof her personal unique brand of radiance that
\nonly he could claim to understand.
\nOh, time had passed but she hadn’t aged a day
\nHe, oh, he could hardly wait.
\nThe brick beneath him gave way to humid air,
\nand he cast his wings astride,
\nbut he knew they were cut from paper
\nAnd as his broken body crashed into the ground
\nit wasn’t the cobblestone that met him there,
\nit was her same old embrace.
\nThe cracks and creases began to fill with brilliant red
\nBut a smile now overcame him.
\nAnd with that last gasp of fulfilling air
\nHe screamed out his compassions.<\/p>\n
“Oh my, look inside!
\nWe’ll be together in paradise.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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