Falling Action Finality
trying to relax in the middle of constant noise
though it is just you and me pretending with glee
attempting to smile and present myself with believable poise
though it is just you and me with crayons creating a sloppy version of 'free'
deep inside we can feel ourselves drifting further away
the blood of our wounded bond is disguised by invisible ink
there is no value or gain in the useless game that we play
when we do not even try to unite the original root of the link
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2014
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