Exes And Oh'sA Poem by The Winter GreyWe all have our fair share of both.One bed, two friends. With fringes frayed but so polite. No where else to sleep tonight.
Never did my skin even once grace your own. Your still, sleeping form was a comfort enough to hold.
One bed, two lovers. With empty words we swear we mean. Like languid drags of nicotine.
With a finger on your lips, just like a child. You promised me no regrets, then slipped inside.
One bed, two strangers. The masquerade has worn us weak. No longer knowing who lies beneath.
I will burn the flesh that touched you, watch it crumble to ash. And ask the wind that carries it what lasts, if anything lasts. © 2012 The Winter GreyFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on January 19, 2012 Last Updated on January 19, 2012 AuthorThe Winter GreyCoffeevilleAboutName: Dalton Lee Marks Age: Unknown Height: Quite short. Weight: Quite light. Hair: Black, curly, too long for its own good. Eyes: Light blue, encircled by a halo of darker blue. Rel.. more..Writing
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