The clocks are ticking
sceneries in my mind I've been painting
Your like a scent of wine I've been finding
But when I do remember you the streams in my eyes are cascading
My Dreams and illusions
You're always right there
But this was all a delusion
Im just there standing in the middle of nowhere
Thunder streaks reaches beneath the ground
Until my heartbeat wouldn't longer pound
Im like a shattered glass of wine
Covered with doubts on my mind
I think it's time to let you now
It's time for me to let you go
The roots you left me will let me grow
All our polaroids will be tored and thrown
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Midnight's Spark
PoetryA compilation of songs and poems About hope, healing, and inspiration Feel free to read, vote and comment love lots ❤️
