Tom Milsom
IOU
You wrote letters to our friends so that we could all pretendYou were able to defend my lowComplex lines in the degreeI owe you and you owe meBut I'm sure we won't agree, my loveAnd all the walls were falling down Where are the words you wrote, were foundAnd all the silence space around was suddenly aliveWe took them as we took our leaveFilling buckets, filling sleevesWe were little more than thieves, my loveAnd we read every single note And every thought and every quoteI cried at every word you wrote, my love
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