Nothing

Our plague

Nothing
Water colored fingers
Paint my picture
Interlocking tightly
Candles flicker

Trembling hands of mercy
They will not
Sing for me
Promise I could make it on my own

Throwing flowers at her
My worst behavior
Change my tired patterns
If you could change yours as well

Promise I could make it alone

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