Not Within Arms Length
by Poison the Well· from The Opposite of December
not within arms length
id sever the stars from the skie and place them in your hands if i thought another wish/they'd see the light of day but you stand beyond the sun beyond the reach of just a friend maybe if i grew wings/maybe if you lost yours these words would flow like water if youd let them scrape your heart not with in arms length embedded within my concise effort a silent cry i recieve no comfort and as i collapse we remain nothing more then friends as i hold my breath a throat full of cement im disgusted by repitition i accept this curse of friendship/your friend/friendship