Let our hands align
as your heart collides with mine.
Let your breathes fill my lungs with life
so we will never run out of time.
Then hold me til we decompose,
and you and I are all that's left of the afterlife.
Us
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I fell asleep,
in your lap,
my head on your leg,
It wasn't one those deep sleeps,
It was the kind when you still hear and feel everything but you are indeed,
asleep.
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Foolish Wishes
Wishes are a funny thing,
they are a thread of hope that pulls until it hits the next stitch,
the next wish,
I can't say I'm not one the fools who try,
I wish on everything I can find.
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