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Shotgun Shells
Feeling the aftermath of a conflict, symbolized by scattered shotgun shells.
Litter the floor of my bedroom.
Visualizing the aftermath with littered shotgun shells in the bedroom.
All my best friends came and went.
Reflecting on the transient nature of friendships.
Would you tear out my heart if I let you?
Questioning the potential heartbreak from letting someone in.
Refill me with your cement?
Asking if the person will fill the void or solidify emotional bonds.
I'll build you castles
Expressing a commitment to build metaphorical castles despite uncertainty.
With my shaky hands.
Describing a shaky attempt to create something lasting with unsteady hands.
Plant flowers in the yard.
Symbolizing growth and care through planting flowers in the yard.
I crack apart
Acknowledging vulnerability and emotional fragility.
Under your commands
Feeling broken under the influence or control of someone else.
Command me with your heart
Offering oneself to be guided by the other person's emotions.
I see paper pigeons fly
Seeing symbolic "paper pigeons" representing delicate aspects entering life.
I see paper pigeons fly
-Into my life
-If I deny
Contemplating denial of feelings to protect from emotional pain.
Anything and everything I'm feeling
-Just to keep your fire from my life.
-Then I
-Forfeit any reason to keep breathing
-If I'm not beneath your light.
-In your eyes
Describing the emotional impact of someone's gaze, with growth despite pain.
There's a spark
-And it tears me to pieces
-But those pieces grow and grow
-and grow and grow and grow and grow
-Now the forest of my love
Metaphorically describing the expansive nature of love and its misconceptions.
Reaches to the sky above
-I'm enamored with a dove
-That the world thinks is a pigeon
-But it's fine
Finding solace and beauty in a seemingly ugly world through shared warmth.
And we're safe
-In this ugly world we hate
-There is warmth in this place
-You are Beautiful
-I see paper pigeons fly
Reiterating the symbolic image of "paper pigeons" entering one's life.
I see paper pigeons fly
-Into my life
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