Saturday, December 18, 2010

lies come for the truth mistold

grasping for air
holding your hand there
im invisibile
but you feel me surround your skin

when you wake up alone
hear whispers of iv missed you
if you dont feel it today
dont worry
its going to appear one day

held your neck so tight
press my palm with force on your chest
feel beads divide our skin
roll over and soil the feeling on your chest

your perfume comes and hits the glass
your sense sends me into another state
thoes lips reaching for my hug
but i cant help but sink like a stone

i squint my eyes to see you staring at me
suppose we lie awake
do we believe the truth while we sleep ?

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