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Holding The Lines

You have

My undivided

Attention

But I like to keep

My arms on the raillings

As you walk

Such thoughtful

Radiation

Carreens over the hills

Falls into the skies

I may sense

A small bit

Of tension

But it's lost to the wind

And caffeine clouds

 

And the world moved once again

In a brand new way

And as a whole another night fell

Over some mourning stars

We stand on the edge of the pit

Fishing for new memories

Walking the way we taught ourselves to

Putting our souls in jars

 

You have

My undivided

Attention

But I don't believe I

Can give you my thoughts

We run an

Undisclosed

Dimension

Where our days bathe

In the morning to die

In all

Our staunch

Indecision,

We know

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Written by
CognitiveConflict
31 / France
Published
Nov 21, 2020
Lines·Words
37·128
Notes

I didn't even try

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