Waking Judea The Towe of Words Letras:
He fucking jumps out a window every night for your
happiness. He lands on the pieces of glass knowing
that it will feel better than the words that come
from your throat. The blood running from his
shattered face is warmer than the tears he used to
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shed for you. He prays that they forgot under the
covers. When he curls up at night looking at the
past spread out onto his bed, thinking, "what
if she wasn't there?", would those
butterflies stop gnawing on his esophagus? He
calls out your name when there are six feet of his
life left. Then you finally call back.
Letras: The Towe of Words Waking Judea [final]