Rend Your Heart Upon The Rocks
"Dreams often fade and die in a bad,bad world"
-the Kinks
the days descend to the waters edge
before the ascent of the
porcelain flower of the sky.
if you ever gave me back my heart
i would have no more need for it.
the water calls me back
like a moth to the flame.
the wind whistling
in the spring breeze.
we've known about it for years and said nothing.
"i miss the morning dew, fresh hair and sunday school."
-the Kinks
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