Cold stares once thawed
Soft eyes glimmering in the summer sun
Harsh words once soft kisses along your collarbone
Shaking hands with my cigarette I never smoke
Curled together on a dark night we barely spoke
Unecessary, the onlookers say
But don't you see? It had to be this way
Because we built mountains, you and I
Mountains that touched the sky
And mountains make a scene when they come crashing down
They shake the ground
Pushing some together with love and forcing fear to pull others apart
-D
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