A temporary abode
Built in the void
of a misguided heart
A life littered
With casualties
Of unbridled pretense
Callous and cruel
Daylight persecutes
The hands that held
Endlessly
Searching for your face
In a crowded place
He will never forget
How the sun rises and sets
In your eyes.
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 3:35 PM UTC
A temporary abode
Built in the void
of a misguided heart
A life littered
With casualties
Of unbridled pretense
Callous and cruel
Daylight persecutes
The hands that held
Endlessly
Searching for your face
In a crowded place
He will never forget
How the sun rises and sets
In your eyes.
