January 24, 2013

• I would travel across the dunes
  Just to sit in your room
  And you would sigh
  As my fingers
  Traced the patterns
  Of your scars
  And I would wonder to myself
  Where those scars would take me
  If they directed the journey
  Like a map
  The lines would guide us
  Pointing us to destinations
  Far off and away from here
  But instead they are a lifeline
  To your past
  And I would sigh
  For your scars are not an escape
  They are the ties that bind us
  To this terrible place

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