The Fight
You were the storyThat I couldn't read
You were the picture
I was too blind to see
You turned to the west
I turned to the east
We were too different
To really compete
My eyes were emerald
Yours were like fire
But I couldn't fight
My hidden desire
Day turned to night
Black to the sun
As something within me
Told me to run
To run for the horizon
To never look back
To never realize
What I lack
So I listened to the voice
That made my heart ache
One more wound
I just couldn't take
I ran to the shadows
I ran to the night
So no one could see
My silent fight
I held my head tightly
As my tongue lied
And that may be
Just how I died
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