The light pushes through the shame so i can see your eyes and the surprise deep inside The love and the hate incinerate to show that what we make is always to late The purpose in my heart is locked away in a jar with a chain around it as thick as our bones The goodbyes we say are always in a way a hello to the end of our final day<br /><br />lacy evans<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/push-11/
