Thursday, August 13, 2020

The End of Day

At the end of day...

Tell me why you lie
If you may
With dissension
On display

Just take me this way

There is nothing here
Perfect
There is nothing here
To deserve us

Flawed in all
We still dance

Under water
In repetition
Taking to life
Through chance

So speak
Through words
Unheard
Unobserved
Silent
Feel oxygen rise

Careless thoughts
With me still
You breathe
My heart
My thrill...

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