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Which To Choose?
My one hand holds
A shiny premise
Late nights in the lights
Of the maze city
Making the hours last
Stretching them out
Across my body
And her hand’s there, too
That beauty with crystal skin
Hair that wraps around us all
Smelling of peaches and cream
Lips, wet and embracing me
Mind has a little window
To see her creations, running around
They make us follow them
Through the wonderland
And we’re happy forever
The other hand holds
Nothing
A shiny premise
Late nights in the lights
Of the maze city
Making the hours last
Stretching them out
Across my body
And her hand’s there, too
That beauty with crystal skin
Hair that wraps around us all
Smelling of peaches and cream
Lips, wet and embracing me
Mind has a little window
To see her creations, running around
They make us follow them
Through the wonderland
And we’re happy forever
The other hand holds
Nothing
Published 13th Oct 2013
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Anonymous
- Edited 13th Oct 2013 5:37am
13th Oct 2013 3:22am
I like it alot. Profound without forcing it.
