The Split
I was alone
She had three
We came to battle
To divide and be free
I was well prepared
I knew all the law
My case was just
But with a hidden flawI looked from this end
To our loving start
Then a tide washed over me
And I fell apartHe took it all down
Brick by brick
Stone by stone
And stick by stick
He laid it all out
Who gave what to whom
I gave a better split
In that functional roomBecause I looked from this end
To our loving start
Then a tide washed over me
And I fell apart
It died on the vine
Our joined family
Blown away by the force
Of factional uncertainty
When I held my line
And I didn’t concede
She withdrew from me
To punish my deedI looked from this end
To our loving start
Then a tide washed over me
And I fell apartThere is a pain
Worse than a knife
It uses my head
It runs my life
It is a desert
A loneliness deep
I long for a quest
And a dreamless sleepI looked from this end
To our loving start
Then a tide washed over me
And I fell apart
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