I am a wine glass in your palm
I know you'll let me shatter
Breaking into a million glass fractures
Doesn't seem to matter
"Oh darling," I hear you call out
From the inexplicable black void
Over which I delicately balance
Despite my attempts to avoid
In my heart I know the choice I've made
And I know that choice is you
All the realisation in the world
Wouldn't make me say we're through
White sheets, blissfully innocent
Stained with your sickly pale glow
I've got to have you, I know I shouldn't
What happens next, you already know
Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 9:06 AM UTC
I am a wine glass in your palm
I know you'll let me shatter
Breaking into a million glass fractures
Doesn't seem to matter
"Oh darling," I hear you call out
From the inexplicable black void
Over which I delicately balance
Despite my attempts to avoid
In my heart I know the choice I've made
And I know that choice is you
All the realisation in the world
Wouldn't make me say we're through
White sheets, blissfully innocent
Stained with your sickly pale glow
I've got to have you, I know I shouldn't
What happens next, you already know
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