Thursday, May 16, 2013

Corrupted lungs


Corrupted Lungs

I travel to your house

In the middle of the night

Ready to forgive you,

Your faults have ruined my life,

But I can’t live without you.

You are the happiness I search for.

You radiate my life.

I seek your warmth on a cold winter day.

I avoid your angry words when we fight.

But if you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky one

Because I’ll still be heaving through corrupted lungs.

We can be reckless, we can be wild.

We can be anything,

As long as we are together.

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