Things Falling Apart In Little Tiny PiecesA Poem by Cole HayleyA poem about drug addiction.Things Falling Apart In Little Tiny Pieces Take a breath between every compression Try to be as immaculate as possible in every twitch Don't let her slip away.. I left the love of my life at the front door Along with the desolation that litters my clean floor The memory of you sticks to this room like perfume. We use to run these halls in fast motion Blurring the fabrics off our bereaved retrospection. All while we were smiling and laughing Levitation is possible when you know somebody like you I never wanted to sink back down through the bed. We use to fall asleep in slow motion Holding each other while time fell backwards All while we were looking into plastic dreams. I don't understand the politics of what wen't wrong I just know you took one to many convulsions You managed to tear the wall frames apart. Without you I've been reduced to a poignant painting Addicted to scratching my arms and rubbing my eyes All while I live in our precious outtakes Why did I have to be just a few minutes late?
Don't fall asleep and choke on your own vomit baby, Please just don't fall asleep.. © 2012 Cole HayleyAuthor's Note
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18 Reviews Added on July 30, 2012 Last Updated on July 30, 2012 Tags: Things Falling Apart In Little T AuthorCole HayleyMontreal, CanadaAbout25 / Canada I'm back ;) New series: "Name one thing in this photo" 1. Grocery list and a Love letter 2. Went Wrong 3. 24 4. The Pacific Theater 5. A SATA cable frayed 6. One Thing 7. .. more..Writing
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