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Falling back to the beat , sway and pretend that the world isn't...Crumble to dust in the wake of her gaze faltering for the taste of bitter sweet better than any drug he said, and she smiled very innocent. Playing Cheshire Cat hide and go seek into the early hours of predawns chill climate, chasing the illusion of a love like a dragonfly disintegrating slowly, shaken to dust by finger tips and eyes and the innocence of shared time , heart breakingly beautiful.
The clock is ticking counting down the ever fleeting seconds we take for granted , coming down to gasping for breath on sleepless nights held tight in the close cold comfort of ghosts tracing lillies and hearts on the wall. Stare and feel torn apart, the tendons come away from the bone reluctantly and you suffer. Pull in breath stifled with the lactic acid pumped through your muscles by your thrashing heart...Sitting at six am with cigarettes and nothing wondering how you survived again...Something inside him wishing the nightmarish dream scape would never go...
The clock is ticking counting down the ever fleeting seconds we take for granted , coming down to gasping for breath on sleepless nights held tight in the close cold comfort of ghosts tracing lillies and hearts on the wall. Stare and feel torn apart, the tendons come away from the bone reluctantly and you suffer. Pull in breath stifled with the lactic acid pumped through your muscles by your thrashing heart...Sitting at six am with cigarettes and nothing wondering how you survived again...Something inside him wishing the nightmarish dream scape would never go...