4 – Plight of the Sparrow; A Song

What will it take to show the world that I’m worth keeping?

Burn in the waste of all the time you spent, your precious moments

Unfold into me

I’ll be your muse, I’ll be your effigy

If only for one passing phase

I’ll stay until the skies change


Who tasted the moon and so carelessly called it honey?

I fear I have worn my welcome

I fear y̶o̶u̶’̶v̶e̶ ̶s̶e̶e̶n̶ ̶t̶o̶o̶ ̶m̶u̶c̶h̶ you’ve seen enough of me


What if your love for me turned bitter by the morning?

A gentle caress could twist and break my hollow bones at moment’s notice

I’m drifting with the shifting winds

Your hurricane is threatening to break my wings

Your heavy breath draws me in

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