I'm
So
****
Disoriented
In between
Lines
And irretrievable
Touching
Paroxysm
Creaking
Me awake
For hours
On end
I'm
Tight - lipped
Tongue - tied
Dumb struck
Still
Ever since
Your slam
Of the
Door
That point
Of entry
That
Could
Have
Lead
Us
Nothing
Never
Now it's
Nowhere
And
You're
Never
No where
Now you're
Nothing
At all
Mar 9, 2013
Mar 9, 2013 at 7:41 PM UTC
I'm
So
****
Disoriented
In between
Lines
And irretrievable
Touching
Paroxysm
Creaking
Me awake
For hours
On end
I'm
Tight - lipped
Tongue - tied
Dumb struck
Still
Ever since
Your slam
Of the
Door
That point
Of entry
That
Could
Have
Lead
Us
Nothing
Never
Now it's
Nowhere
And
You're
Never
No where
Now you're
Nothing
At all
Disappointment when someone opens a door for you and then slams it in your face.
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