Talking when the table twists with no break,
Wondering if somebody else will lie in our lake,
I don't want to share bare glasses with a new cake,
Windows broke down, you craved a fire to keep under the light,
I got loved by a new band, I dropped the fight,
There's more I can say, I called last year with open teeth,
I crumpled beautifully with my castle, not denying your truth,
I brought the knife for a fight, but you took the crown, and that's fit,
You fit like a preach in a great city, all of us dressed in something lit,
You can call it as you want with my initial around your neck,
I still forget stuff when I look at you.
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Beyond The Glass
PoetryBeyond the Glass is a poetic storytelling about two people who find each other and promise to stay together until the door closes, but the walls between them are large. The poems are written from the woman's point of view. They capture her raw hone...
