unravel

In the quiet
Nothing moves
In the still
Seeping through skin

In the place where nothing you say
Makes sense
Nothing you do
Will make a difference

In the beginning
Foolishly believed
Made you a shrine
Protected you from harm

In the distance
Growing between our thoughts
The memory of a hope
Wilts within

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