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Everything is Ephemeral
Fact:
Bewitching hour..
I laid in bed,
windows open
damp air caressed
bare skin
like a well known lover.
I stared off into
storm tarnished skies
and
brokedown with the awareness
that everything is ephemeral.
Fictitious:
I fell asleep in your arms,
listening to the beat in your chest.
Soft breathing
Gentle whispers
and
the caress of your fingers
dancing the length of my back.
Fact:
You're screaming in my face
I'm thinking
your like bad whiskey
I can only handle
a shot at a time.
I'm telling you to leave,
opening the door
breaking as you walk away.
Fictitious:
I'm crying,
breaking glass
storming through the house
enraged
and heartbroken
Fact:
Bewitching hour..
I laid in bed,
windows open
damp air caressed
bare skin
like a well known lover.
I stared off into
storm tarnished skies
and
brokedown with the awareness
that everything is ephemeral.
Bewitching hour..
I laid in bed,
windows open
damp air caressed
bare skin
like a well known lover.
I stared off into
storm tarnished skies
and
brokedown with the awareness
that everything is ephemeral.
Fictitious:
I fell asleep in your arms,
listening to the beat in your chest.
Soft breathing
Gentle whispers
and
the caress of your fingers
dancing the length of my back.
Fact:
You're screaming in my face
I'm thinking
your like bad whiskey
I can only handle
a shot at a time.
I'm telling you to leave,
opening the door
breaking as you walk away.
Fictitious:
I'm crying,
breaking glass
storming through the house
enraged
and heartbroken
Fact:
Bewitching hour..
I laid in bed,
windows open
damp air caressed
bare skin
like a well known lover.
I stared off into
storm tarnished skies
and
brokedown with the awareness
that everything is ephemeral.
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