star dusted lust

I've a fistful of hours; a mouthful of dreams
Roughly finding the lust of life in their mouth
Hands crushingly passionate in the dark
But when those star lit shimmering dreams
Are brought, no... Dragged into the all too bright day
That soft glowing stardust left quickly fades away
And the bruises left hurt when the lust fades away
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