Way
Way
Of all the knives
You chose that,
For all the thoughts
That you alone brewed,
After seeing, all the things
That weren’t true
Regardless of all the trust
That I poured upon you
Despite those holes, you
Made your entrance through.
Of all the knives
You chose that,
For all the thoughts
That you alone brewed,
After seeing, all the things
That weren’t true
Regardless of all the trust
That I poured upon you
Despite those holes, you
Made your entrance through.