Cold Day in July

You came in like a cold day in July

My bare skin now ice

The cracks running down my chest

Breaking apart


I was a sparrow on the storm front

Did I ever stand a chance

Broken and battered wings

I’m falling


I was unprepared for how you hit me

Now you leave me behind

I’m lying on the ground



But again I will rise

And fly through the stormy air

For now

The earth warms beneath my fingers

◄ For the Best

In the Dark ►


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