Is that wedding bells or warning signs ringing through my head?
Why do you feel worlds apart when you’re still laying in my bed?
Your warm touch is turning into ice,
The day inside your eyes quickly turns to night,
We’re just broken humans, cracking near the seams,
A boat covered in cracks floating through the seas,
You were my miracle, I thought it was meant to be,
But then I guess things are never as they seem.
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PoeticBiscuit (
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Ouch the cracks today in yesterdays bliss. The warning bells you hear but turn away from only to hear them louder next week..... and hey, no longer the naive teen you were.... you realise this premonition is real.
It's all there in your words.
Oops reply is below my soulful friend...
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