Full moon anchors up ahead
A well-lit love spread across the bed
Laying near with the thoughts in head
Better left than the words never said
Blackout and back into me
Sink into this
and fall down slowly
Blackout and back into me
Slow down and speed up ahead
Living open like a book unread
Are we coming undone, are we lost again?
Living death is easier than dying to live
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Oh, sugar.
ReplyDeleteWhat about dying to die? Cause I'm going to live forever.
I'm far too mercurial to agree with any opinion completely.
ReplyDeleteBut for now, that actually sounds nice. Lets live forever, for whatever that's worth.