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They linger and dwell inside your head,
As though they're waiting for a never-arriving date.
Sipping on dreams as patience runs cold.
Pushing you further, around the bend.
The road stops here,
This is the end.
Abrupt and quick, well that is their plan.
Float from minds and devour hearts,
This is merely the tragic part.
You close your eyes and take the leap,
Hoping to end on your own two feet.
Ground.
Not what you'd expect.
Shattered, those whites and crimson red.
Your feet, they
are battered and worn
I guess they're done,
Time to move on.
As though they're waiting for a never-arriving date.
Sipping on dreams as patience runs cold.
Pushing you further, around the bend.
The road stops here,
This is the end.
Abrupt and quick, well that is their plan.
Float from minds and devour hearts,
This is merely the tragic part.
You close your eyes and take the leap,
Hoping to end on your own two feet.
Ground.
Not what you'd expect.
Shattered, those whites and crimson red.
Your feet, they
are battered and worn
I guess they're done,
Time to move on.
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i couldn't sleep so, here you go.
don't be too harsh on me for i am not a poet.
thank you.
don't be too harsh on me for i am not a poet.
thank you.
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