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you make me a cliche

Donít take me back
we donít belong here
in a world that revolves
around yesterdayís impossibilities
some things are better left
unsaid

We bare our hearts
like the open words we breathe
will never again be mistaken
and I bite my tongue
and say the words we want to hear
rather than the ones weíd die to speak

Our history is still un-writable
under the weight of too late honesty
though you talk me around in circles
trying to understand the way
I turned my veins to ink
just so I could write your name
in the ether like a promise
neither of us could live up to

So donít ask me to say Iím sorry
or that Iíd take any of it back

I dreamed your dream on the sidewalk
felt your hand in mine
tasted the heartbeat of your kiss
only to open my eyes
onto another sunburnt daydream
my lips laced with the lie
that I didnít want that life

So donít take me back
to the places we used to go
we donít belong in a world that revolves
around yesterdayís impossibilities
some things are better left
unsaid

No one has ever lived up
to the dream of you


© Indie Adams 2015
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Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
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