From Lust, to Love, to Hate then Haze.
By James Martin
Fri, 31 Jan 2014
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These inches put between us feel like metres.
In this world we’re two different creatures
Like a Bird and prey I’ll never meet you
Parallel lives I can feel the distance.
Just forget and drift like one sheet of ice
While the heat of the sun cuts like a knife
Burning what is left, dividing our lives-
Last splinter melts; we take different paths.
As I stand here watching the skies cascade
Earth meets hell in my small droplets of pain,
That run down my cheeks, hidden by the rain.
We go from lust to love to hate then haze.
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