Fingers curled in your warm hands
Fire crackling at my feet
No one understands
Why this can't repeat
Fire crackling at my feet
Life as fickle as the sands
Why this can't repeat
I'm leaving; I'm taking no stands
Life as fickle as the sands
They'll find me in my seat
I'm leaving; I'm taking no stands
This love will be beat
They'll find me in my seat
Next to you on these lands
This love will be beat
I can't take that chance
Next to you on these lands
No one understands
I can't take that chance
Fingers curled in your warm hands
YOU ARE READING
Static [manxman]
PoetryA poetry book telling the story of two scientists falling in love. [Trigger warnings: suicidal ideations, self-harm, substance abuse] ~Rose Coven Chronicles | Companion book to 'Rinse'~ [COMPLETE]
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