Until too late the moment has fled, so
We weep the lack of courage;
Too afraid to approach, to say--
And before too long we've grown apart.
Old enough to know to regret
Fate's threads we cut;
Until dreams too hopeless to scramble for,
Shaking fingers too weak to reach
Suffocated by the mountain's ocean,
We twine and unravel
A history's sorrow.
We weep the lack of courage;
Too afraid to approach, to say--
And before too long we've grown apart.
Old enough to know to regret
Fate's threads we cut;
Until dreams too hopeless to scramble for,
Shaking fingers too weak to reach
Suffocated by the mountain's ocean,
We twine and unravel
A history's sorrow.
lilmartz
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