Temperance from Invirtue by Aphir

Take me out walking away from here,
I can do no wrong when I’m with you.
How clever I am to have chosen you as my place to rest.

I poured through your memories with clumsy hands,
Saw you kneel before nails and dance upon pins.
How fragile belief but much more so affection,
I left you with less than a word.

But how’d you make your little life so apparent in your eyes?
Nothing less pure than full innocence could make its quaint home in your mind.

I took you to tea once I cared for you less – you’re still not the brightest I’ve met.
And I told you sincerely “now, don’t let them hurt you”, as though I’d not done so myself.

We’ll have nothing in common till I’m overcome with self-control.
We have nothing in common at all.

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