Taylor B. Mark
Slipping Away.... - Poem by Taylor B. Mark
plundering into that deep sleep,
all i see is her,
all i think about,
is how shes slipping from my fingers...
my life before me,
has been slipping,
my hole life,
i've been searching for my life,
i just found it...
and i cant keep it,
my home is in her arms,
the north star will have no where to point me any more....
this is how the cookie crumbles,
this is how glass shatters,
this is how my life,
from my fingers.....
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