When my mind goes black and the hole beckons me home...I say again, you are not my home...as she calls me back to her smile and grace...and tells me once again...he can't have you...your heart won over your mind...now keep that gaze on me, only me...feel free?
Petty much as it always was to be...you just never could see...past the black horizons that were your mornings for an era of pain...yet to who you no longer remain...to now only me...in that misty state of love...for you and me.
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Author:
Tayama (
Offline) - Published: February 16th, 2021 18:29
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Comments1
Very emotive write, may all be well.
Andy
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