dancing
designs with roses all over
tiptoe with soles worn out
children that won't get older
faces
their intricacies won't show
friends and lovers all forgotten
histories lined up in a row
streets
empty with neighbours all sleeping
frozen driveways slick come morning
into our shoes it started seeping
grey
cars and houses and people
from a palette that's gone dry
you hold on to your beautiful beautiful boy
pray
to whom it may concern
mysterious skin half revealing
although you've got no savior to discern
sleep
leave empty beds all neatly made
love or grief? choose one as your reprieve
the other keep, to wear forever on your sleeve
I really really like this one :)
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