i broke for you
for you to break me
in pieces
without dignity
in tears of our sorrows
lights dimming down our road
street lights buckling
shadows thriving
i spoke your name
without shaking
before wine glasses broke me
your aroma took our doors
locks broke
whispers in the dark
i woke to the nightmares
you instilled in me
blood oak to black ashes
a man with passion
acid rain
which we danced in
i found you when gentlemen cried at night
words by dominic riccitello
words by dominic riccitello
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