Quiver full of arrows

Bound with sorrow, lips quivering

You stand there in disbelief

The earth goes on in its random motion

While the ground has shifted beneath your feet

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Emotion laden waves heaving

Won’t be released, no not today

Because you can’t believe what you have lost

No matter the world’s dictum, your heart simply cannot obey

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Lightening tears up the skies

Large drops of rain come crashing down

The heavens now weep for you

Because your eyes can’t shed a drop

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There will be another time to grieve

Some other day to mourn and cry

Now the pain’s too sharp to ignore

Today it’s your biggest ally

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You reach inside and give it shape

A phantom spirit will haunt tomorrow

Forged in the pit of pain and anger

You fashion a quiver full of arrows

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Sharpened with guilt and revenge

These arrows, beware, know their mark

Strung on the bow of loneliness

They hunt out their targets even in the dark

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But however many you may shoot

Out in the world, for whom who knows

Though your quiver empties out one day

The knife inside stills bleeds your heart

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