These feelings lay dormant
I see her with another
My rage grows
As their bodies quiver
I sit here in wait
My time to pursue
It is blocked; broken
The hands won't move
The ticking slows
It stops
My heart beats
It erupts
The last breath
I take
I move forward
I awake
Eye to eye
We meet
For an instance
We weep
Then the light
Fades to black
I hold her close
As her breathtaking eyes turn back
...
Jan 4, 2013
Jan 4, 2013 at 3:35 AM UTC
These feelings lay dormant
I see her with another
My rage grows
As their bodies quiver
I sit here in wait
My time to pursue
It is blocked; broken
The hands won't move
The ticking slows
It stops
My heart beats
It erupts
The last breath
I take
I move forward
I awake
Eye to eye
We meet
For an instance
We weep
Then the light
Fades to black
I hold her close
As her breathtaking eyes turn back
...
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