Monday, June 15, 2015

Dust

You say I'm the best..
In my mind I ask myself if you believe it.


Love me when the shade is gone.
Love me when the chains pull tight.
Love me when the I'm down on my knees.
Love me when you bleed.

Then my heart answers ..
Thoughts begin to settle like dust..

And I'm left with the sweet feeling in my soul.


A.R.

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