Lung of love…

lung of love – leaves me breathless. tongue of fool – lap me in enmity. a four walled secret lies among the hessian, and a flicker of the future could’ve saved the cindered sister. and i’m motioning still they stand inside me and moments until the one i leave.

colourless i kiss his warm forehead, i feel life. lose it in a minute and the ones to come feel too far to care..

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