She was slipping off my fingertips
Slowly as if she didn't want me to notice she was
Slipping away from me
But she didn't realize that
I knew all along
Even the slightest movement
Because she meant everything
I would notice
If she was slipping away
...
In a blink of an eye
One glance at my empty hands
She vanished
As they trembled under the spotlight
I could have caught her in that
Split second
I could have caught her
She could still be here
Falling into the abyss
I stood there
While the fiery pit of hell devoured her
And my heart
...
I'm a bad liar...
I set her free
But
I shouldn't have...
I threw the key into the abyss
Along with her and my heart
And now
I'm left aching...
~plane rides induce creativity
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Poetry-Poetry -Quotes -Scenarios -Imaginaries -A piece of my heart ( and limb ) -A key to my inner most disturbing thoughts -The passage to my sanctuary Still want to enter? Good luck, I'm currently undergoing a mission to finally understand the wilde...
