Those Letters

I read the letters that you wrote
Though they weren’t meant for me
And that time that we spoke
I died patiently
Now I hear that you’re broken
I guess it’s meant to be
See I have salvaged your token
She’s safe between my knees
My knees, my knees
Darling dear, you don’t know me
You’ve only guessed my time
You climbed your tower of devotion
Though you’re past your prime
Once the cancer gets cut
I will breathe just fine
And those letters that you wrote
They will escape my mind
My mind, my mind