Tiny starlight raindrops
Clinging to my lashes
Creep up my dizzy cheeks
Like cold and broken ashes
Fallen, fallen
All I ever do is fall
When I can't get to my feet
Will I be able to crawl?
Fingers dig into the skin
Cresent shapes make me think of you
Bleeding, bleeding
Baby, what else can I do?
Wipe away the tears and blood
Look at this lovely sin
I can feel my heart breaking
Every time I let you win
Let me take you
Let me take your heart
Let me fill it with the love
That keeps tearing me apart
I keep reaching for your fingers
Let them cradle mine
And then I think, maybe
That I'll be just fine
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Poems
PuisiA collection of poems I wrote. Mostly not about happy stuff. They usually rhyme. First one doesn't.
