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Autumn like winds begin to chill. Little frosty-- bitter breezes blow, night lights flicker beyond the fallen trees. Sleep calls from a distance I turn on a bed of yesterday's sapphire tears and tomorrow's amber dreams. I contemplate the mystery while my surroundings fade to murky clouds. When light of love has so much to give We just stood there and watched How seared ego and pearly secrets killed us all for we do not know how to cherish it. Perhaps it would have been better to let go whilst we were still whole - to lose something beautiful and cherished, than to break piece by piece and watch what we had turn sour in our hands. Yet, Like the chalk house crumbles, words evolve into raspy whispers. Damage has been done, Marks are on the wall, as demons claw. The night cheered in manipulation. Providing secrecy Not security. And so the devil hastened, Refusing to open the rosy door of understanding As the lover's thoughts scattered in a volcano of hot anger, scattered in lavender shades. Rusted metal promises hold no more than debris. . And that's all that we'll ever be... - A thought - Not even destined to be buried beneath the same dirt. . If only, there were scales to measure the pain of tangerine hearts that were broken in such leisure....
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wondering around my room, as if perplexed by what they're seeing, like they havent been in my room countless times before, i beacon for my bed; a slight two tap on the sheets, and for a moment that should have been brief, was extended by their wondering gaze meeting mine, And so they turn, and walk to the window, head barely breaking the windows ledge, to see all the grey faces outside.
again, my hand softly taps the sheets twice, prompting them to come sit on the bed, but it goes unaswered, so i join them, slowly getting up and walking to the window, "one of those days?" i ask, yet met again with only wondering eyes. "yeah me to", i continue. and so me and my dog sit by the window, Togther, and today, we both see the world in grey