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Through My Fingers

I noticed it was gone Knew it was the end Heard the closing song Caught in the wind Being left there holding Fate’s hand of unused hints My house of cards folding A world around me went A perfect betrayal Naked in the moment Reality so frail Twisting in the wind Just being lost for me Purpose as it lingers Being life’s irony Through my fingers

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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