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Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #2313821
Following when I should stop


Thursday walked this Titan
A dream in threaded gold
Crossed the heat of Olympus
Called me where I shouldn’t go

Took my hand to lead where
Tears are made of secrets
Burning skin in shades of gray
I fold my praying hands in vain
This can only lead so far
Tears are made of years
Like fireflies spinning whirlwinds
Heart on fire burning here

Midnight found me flyin
Different beds, just as before
Every feeling all at once
Feeling nothing but sublime

Didn’t even try to stop myself
Even though I know damn well
This is gonna be a runaway train
Turn my face and grab the rails

I gladly go.
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