There is nothing you can't wait to say, unless the trees hold your tongue. I could wait for two years or more, should it be called for; even to find emptiness.
Apologies leave a ringing in my ears, the swan song lulls me to sleep. I would drag the stars out for you, waste not a moment, right or wrong the greatest plans fall through, but the time wasn't wasted.
The sky above I'll tear it down but the stars have pinned me to the ground. I'll tear it down.
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