Tag: Salty
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Sweat Beads
Count the beads of sweat They drip from your chin to your collar It is left soaked Like love spilling over into a wet sea The salty taste is bitter but cool to the touch You swim in unnerving fantasies Driven by an anxiety you can’t explain It is a bath in cold water produced…
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Rider: Stormy Weather
Will you still believe? When the cracks in the sidewalk break up the street? When salty tears fall like acidic rain? Fighting through the rumbling of stomach pain. I’m just curious… When the thunder strikes and things aren’t right? Will you be there? Bordering on the edge of nothingness and going nowhere. But in the…
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Last to Know…
Last To Know… i don’t want to be the last one to know you’re gone i knew at some point you would move on but be kind enough to let me know i was your homie, lover, friend not long ago i don’t expect calls on the telephone but at least have the curiosity to…
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