The girls were all dressed to impress in their evening best
The apartment was filled to the brim
Bursting at the seams that were so delicately stitched together by
Peeling paint and chipping plaster
The music was loud and moved through the crowd of people
Like a pulse
Like a gust of wind moves through the hot thick night air
The kind that reaches you and brushes ever so faintly against sweaty skin
But is never enough to cool you down
The drinks were
Cool to the touch
Cool to the taste and
They carved a line of ice
Down
Down to your stomach
To your core
Where they rested
Where they filled the people that tried to fill that spot with other things but
Couldn’t quite manage it
Didn’t quite know what to do or how to do it
Because they weren’t quite sure what “it” was
But those girls that were dressed to impress knew what “it was
Or they thought they did.
Maybe their “it” is different from my “it”
But who is to say whose “it” is the right “it”?
But I digress
Those girls who were dressed to impress
Sauntered around the apartment with the
Peeling paint and chipping plaster
And moved to the beat
The pulse that the music sent through the room
Like a breeze through the hot thick air
And some of the found their “it” and some of them didn’t
Some of them realized that the “It” they thought they wanted wasn’t the “It” they needed
“it”s changed hands and were broken
And words were spoken and some were unspoken
And lives changed and dreams were shattered
And reputations were built and some reputations remained tattered
Beyond repair
All of it happened in that apartment
Lives played out in the apartment
Memories were made in that apartment
That apartment that was bursting at the seams as the
Paint peeled and the plaster chipped.
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Wow... very good use of figurative language here:) Nice job! If you have some spare time, its be awesome if yo'd check out some of my work, and it be wonderful to have some feedback:D once again great job!
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Thanks! I'm glad you liked it. I will be sure to read your stuff when i have the time :)
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