Thursday, May 15, 2014

Canvass Ruined

We paint our souls to match
And the suffocation of rainy days
Pushed us off the cliff
Tumbling into a sea stained with oil spills
Crashing waves rock our bodies
To sandy damp shores
It is love my love
spuring mood changes
Obsession leaves a bad taste in our mouths
Tainting words that tumble from greasy lips


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