"Freedom, is knowing you're there and still walk away. Even if all that's there is the unknown."
~~
Rhyming ribbons of rust
Clung closely to the closure
Of that door
Click clack click clack
Doors were shuttin'
But I was struttin'
Far Far away
From all this mess.
Click clack click clack
Do you miss the sound of the slide
Of my shades
(to peer at you)
The "fish out of water" gaping at you
Like you were water waves?
(tough luck cause this fish forsook the blue)
Click clack click clack
What you lack is definitely me,
And I'd advise that you never text me.
~~
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Love Untold
PoetryThere's a certain kind of warmth that slides off the edge of your thoughts, heavy and slick, dark and veiled, silky and smooth as ink to imprint on your heart. ...and these are those words. Special thanks to @sparrowed
