Why In Such A Hurry?

There’s no rush

Like the feeling you are falling

From the air

To land upon a cloud of disarray

She left for you;

In spades.

There is no wrinkle

Like the time you left

Everything you had known

Because the thought of walking away

Was so attractive

That absolutely nothing

Could get you to stay.

There is no truth

Like the one you hold onto

Every single day

Even though a lie

Could break you.

 

Why in such a hurry to fall

When you know

You can’t handle it?

 

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