Dear Golden Gate Bridge,
Can you give her back to me?
Split the water in two and I will be Moises
Angry and scared,
desperate and delusional
like Dolly was about Jolene
She fell in love with your edges and your deceiving depths
And you never saw right through her and thought that maybe she just wanted you to be the sloppy second for once. Rebound to a better life.
Splash!
You are a ruthless lover but I'm starting to understand the fascination with that edge of yours.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
Jolene, I need to be baptized in your love
And I will assure you that I can swim and you will pretend to care.
Moises will fly to a sure fall. Let him drown. He would have never made it to Noa's arc anyways.
Let me drown.
Oct 18, 2017
Oct 18, 2017 at 4:02 PM UTC
Dear Golden Gate Bridge,
Can you give her back to me?
Split the water in two and I will be Moises
Angry and scared,
desperate and delusional
like Dolly was about Jolene
She fell in love with your edges and your deceiving depths
And you never saw right through her and thought that maybe she just wanted you to be the sloppy second for once. Rebound to a better life.
Splash!
You are a ruthless lover but I'm starting to understand the fascination with that edge of yours.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
Jolene, I need to be baptized in your love
And I will assure you that I can swim and you will pretend to care.
Moises will fly to a sure fall. Let him drown. He would have never made it to Noa's arc anyways.
Let me drown.
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