Letters Never Sent
In a suitcase tied with stringOn the highest shelfIn the closet down the hallHidden from myselfFits of madness, pools of griefFevers of desireHow peculiar these remainSalvaged from the fire
For some I crumpledSome I burnedSome I tore to shredsLifetimes later, here they areThe ones I saved insteadLetters never sent to youLetters never sent to youLetters I never sentLetters never sent to you
Never reached their destinationMostly born of painResurfaced with the purpose ofA trip down memory laneBroken hearted, breaking heartsAll the ways it wentEvidence of what I sawIn my experiments
Life’s a riddleLife’s a dreamLife’s an accidentNow I’m gonna set them freeLetters never sent
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Life’s a riddleLife’s a dreamLife’s an accidentSo glad I saved them, here they areLetters never sent
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