Youth Of Bones , Age Of Heart

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Living high on danger .

Temptation is the crud.

Nervous around a complete stranger .

When sitting still was never enough.

Masacara sure and lipstick lost

vanity burned by restless thoughts.

Is the beauty luring ?

Has my heart grown keen?

Eye shadow disposed

by life's sad machine.

Living high on thrills.

Where nerve endings break .

Where broken hearts haunt

lonely towers of long mistakes .

And here they are

and here they dream

that dreams are the freedom

from life's sad machine.

Keep standing again

thrown far out of sorts

heartache by the hour

and teardrops by the quart.

Experience nothing

but a lesson from a smile .

Where you run to is up to you .

Just stay with me for a while.

And now here we are .

And now are we here.

Because we grew pure from knowledge

and from life's sad machine

we steered clear.

Submitted: December 31, 2017

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