Your Widow

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You leave me cold on the floor
Watching fire in our door
But the only thing I could see is shadow
Of your steps, of your widow
Trying to nurse the wound
Of what left by the bleeding groom
So yet again I try to reason
Of why did you close your door without permission
The thousand reasons of you staying
Give another for your leaving
Then I held my breath and speak so more
Because of how we always lost in translation
What we know is the only light
That we never be and will never be right
Here we ended up, side by side in a different place and time
Wishing, hoping
That maybe our reason is one to blame
That maybe our time is the source of flame
That maybe we belong but couldn't find a way
That maybe we got too much to say
And we walk, and we talk, but never listen
And we sleep, and we breathe, but never understand

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