We yell and scream and cry.
We tussle in each others arms and break away only to feel empty longing for the others touch even if it was fueled by anger.
Dangerous is what we are yet we can’t break away from one another.
We’re going down and we know that everything will crumble into pieces.
Yet we continue.
We yell and we scream and we cry once more.
And we end up tangled in each others arms too happy to speak.
Too happy to yell or to scream or to cry.
Blinded by happiness and our embrace.
We forget what it is we were fighting for.
And pray to never feel empty again only to have this happen all over again.
Volatile song birds is all we’ll ever be.
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