empty space , by nardine Subscribe to rss feed for nardine

I awoke in the darkness, an empty space between,in a cold
and crinkled place where your body had been, alone in times
atmosphere, trying to hold it together, trying to play the
part, while the emptiness drifted us further apart, lost and
afraid, tears becoming a strange friendly consolidation, the
more I cried, the more my soul died, pieces becoming
fragments few and fare between, lost in the mist no ending
could be seen, forever waiting for your heartbeat to be
felt, just barely breathing, living the hand you so
willingly dealt .
Posted: 2013-08-30 14:20:31 UTC

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