Wet works

Did I trade the warmth  
of a lover for words  
Claws wear this black suit well  
White cuffs stained  
With the last breath of innocence  
 
Brush the sleep from your eyes  
 
Cutting through the quick  
This silence is louder  
Than any noise I've ever heard  
 
We're all kids  
craming through the fence line  
Alley cats  
Looking for the next hit of jazz  
Like it's a joint  
 
Fictional  
 are the facts we stand on  
You can pull my rug any day  

Break out the muskets  
They're witch hunting  
 
Just how tight  
are the bolts  
on the bridge  
Above me?  
 
Cause it's falling down  
 
These rivers have ran there course  
And what a waterfall its been  
 
Embrace me as a beautiful stranger  
For my ties of family are faint  
And knots are the only thing holding us together  
 
 
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This write is about closing doors that should have never been opened