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Face in the crowd
I pick your face out from the crowd
And you're all I can see
As we pretend to be strangers
I waited the one hour train journey
Hoping you would join me
But you never did
We remained separated by a single carriage
Little did I know you had far more in your arsenal to separate us
A Trident like deterrent
How did it come to this?
Well actually I do know the answer...
Friday 14th June 2024 11:52 am
Treading Water
We sit across from eachother
Our hands clasped tightly over the table
And in this moment we have everything
And yet we have nothing at the same time
Eyes locked on our targets
I can see your soul
It's calling me like a beacon
And I feel awoken
We lean in closer to this moment
Feeding off the energy like vultures to flesh
I could drown in those blue eyes
If I ...
Thursday 22nd February 2024 12:09 pm
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