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midnight's descend clothed me in darkness, stilling the process of you giving up on us but it was useless when dawn's ascend stripped me naked with a vengeance that ache-quaked my being it's no longer there your... sugary, salty taste that clung to my tongue long after our ******* sprung imprints of your fingertips were fading fast from my skin survival instinct kicked in summoning daydreams to pull down my eyelids and project memorable moments with you but souldeep your absence persistently abuse my senses the words, {{YOU'RE. GONE. FOR. GOOD.}} beated against my eardrums resounding thoughts of your scent, I'll never take in again or feel the heat of your kiss on my lips each footstep taken, led you away trampling my heart into an unrecognizable rhythm from the way it used to beat for only you I feel the slowing of your love flow through my vains and hear the weakening beeps I know our flat line is just a matter of time love's death is near and I don't know rather to let us rest in peace or do my best and try to resurrect us   ©cj
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May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 2:37 PM UTC
Unrecognizable Rhythm
midnight's descend clothed me in darkness, stilling the process of you giving up on us but it was useless when dawn's ascend stripped me naked with a vengeance that ache-quaked my being it's no longer there your... sugary, salty taste that clung to my tongue long after our ******* sprung imprints of your fingertips were fading fast from my skin survival instinct kicked in summoning daydreams to pull down my eyelids and project memorable moments with you but souldeep your absence persistently abuse my senses the words, {{YOU'RE. GONE. FOR. GOOD.}} beated against my eardrums resounding thoughts of your scent, I'll never take in again or feel the heat of your kiss on my lips each footstep taken, led you away trampling my heart into an unrecognizable rhythm from the way it used to beat for only you I feel the slowing of your love flow through my vains and hear the weakening beeps I know our flat line is just a matter of time love's death is near and I don't know rather to let us rest in peace or do my best and try to resurrect us   ©cj
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May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 2:37 PM UTC
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