The city lights might be hypnotic
From the sidewalk,
From the start of the tide.
And in your head you could simply
Toss yourself in to the arms
Of the end.
But it's mostly just from the chalk
In your eyes.
Makes it awfully hard to see
Much else but what's killing you
Is killing me.
We've been growing up too big
In a bottle so small since forever.
The world was ours and we
Swallowed it all.
We swallowed it all and honestly
Our addictions got the best of us.
So much for being for each other,
So much,
So long.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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hmmmmm i really like this, very metephoric but so much to relate to in so many diffrent ways. i like the way you leave it very open for interpretation. loved it nicely done.


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Thankyou for reading
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