observations in random rows
...emotion void of devotion
insidious and indigenous
this hole is all mine
her breath on my chest grows cold
and i hear her footsteps fade
as i dream
our lives unfold and fragment
into pieces
hitting the ground as the laughter decreases
i don't want you to leave but you must
i don't want to cry , but trust
that most of me will die
without you
carefree kisses turned out to be everything but free
days of sun and sun showers will forever be
a horrendous tale to relive without thee
i am in love
but out of time
time is never a friend of mine.
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