Two Matchsticks

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I wrote this during a very wrenching break up. It's loosely based from "The Wooden Birds" single. Enjoy and share the pain. Writing about matchsticks does not make me an arsonist, by the way.

Submitted: May 12, 2013

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Two Matchsticks [1]

It’s time to say goodbye, lovely

I wish I had my own matchstick

so that I could burn your memory,

all of you, in my mind’s treasury

Because, really, you’re making me sick

 

 I’ll build us a nice wall of one brick,

So between you and me, make it stick

until it breaks after a decent century

It’s time to say goodbye, lovely

 

I’ll make the fire around your smell flick,

it’s why I’ll need more than one matchstick

for nothing-three months of our anniversary

you only left me a text, not very complimentary.

I forgot-do I know you? Your memory doesn’t click

 It’s time to say goodbye, lovely.



[1]From “The Wooden Birds” single

 


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