Free Falling

by Drusilla   May 11, 2008


Eyes of blood,
lips of grass that kill,
far beneath the night,
i see things like you crawl through the back door to my dreams,
slithering like a sperent,
free falling,
tomorrow takes yesterdays life,
just like you and i,
cemetary wishes,
goodnight kisses.
forever apart,
my lovely broken man.

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