Half Dust - Twiceyoung

I don’t want to have to prevent another selfish blunder,

I don’t want to have to exchange our lives so soon,

So soon

When we choose to disguise her lingering request, sirens,

May we finally tend our wounds in silence,

Sins dressed,

I won’t forget your face,

Remind yourself of nearing days, Suspended ignorance,

Free my arms from rust, Oh, I must,

Be only half dust,

Every word kept us, And all our love, Was hardly enough,

I Am unaware of such darkness that betrays our number,

Who spoke so soon to summon doubt,

From our ground.

We waited for too long.