Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Wore Thin







I rose to the rhythm of the rain

Beating down upon the earth, furiously, 
like
the sky was in pain.

Like, something I couldn't explain

Thunder booming, lightning crashing
Who knows if this storm is just passing 

through 

But it made me think of you.

The way you kissed, and the way we loved
the way we swore to God above

that this was it

And that was enough
At least we thought that corny stuff

But it turned out

 in the end

It was only lust 

and it wore 

thin

T.C

Iam Tim clark All rights reserved c 2017













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