Well damn, I'm still here, ankle deep
I can move my toes but I feel no reach
I haven't blinked since you left my eyes
But I know they've been selling the same lies
Never could've over thought so much, yet so little
My moment of air turned me more brittle
...
Maybe if I wait a little patiently
You'll somehow come back to me
And maybe if anchor down and think
You'll be in the fairest
...
What's the point of dodging the shadow?
I know I'll just feel this way tomorrow.
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- Author: The 2 A.M Writer ( Offline)
- Published: May 18th, 2017 17:43
- Comment from author about the poem: About a lot of things.
- Category: Unclassified
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