What I used to feel
Sings softly in the late night.
I hear promises inside this room.
Whispers,
Choked but loving whispers.
Desperate but solemn whispers.
Shadows reach for each other,
Stark black against a whitewashed wall,
And when they touch, I cringe;
They hold one another close,
A hold so tight it suffocates,
Bodies so near they cease to be two.
Two daydreams
Become one,
And my eyes and face are wet.
Even this lamplight is poor
When I’m so blinded by desperation.
Even these white walls rot around me
When it becomes difficult to want to breathe.
Still...
We promised to wake tomorrow.
And I hear those promises in this room.
Fading whispers.














Comments
I love this part the best -
"Even these white walls rot around me
When it becomes difficult to want to breathe.
Still...
We promised to wake tomorrow."
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Join the club!!!
Thank you
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Begin, murderer. Pox, leave thy damnable faces and begin. Come, the croaking raven doth bellow for revenge.
And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,
Compared with loss of thee, will not seem so.
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Join the club!!!
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Pax vobiscum
"I'd cheat destiny just to be near you"
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Begin, murderer. Pox, leave thy damnable faces and begin. Come, the croaking raven doth bellow for revenge.
And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,
Compared with loss of thee, will not seem so.
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Pretend its just a romance novel
And we're hero's of the cause
In the end we'll be exulted
With a standing applause...
~me
Thank you
--
Begin, murderer. Pox, leave thy damnable faces and begin. Come, the croaking raven doth bellow for revenge.
And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,
Compared with loss of thee, will not seem so.
--
Pretend its just a romance novel
And we're hero's of the cause
In the end we'll be exulted
With a standing applause...
~me
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