Am I just dust to you?
Ash in your cigarette tray?
Nothing but a good lay ?
I fell for your dazzle.
While my skin woke up
My brain slumbered.
Encumbered.
You blew me out
Into endless night.
And though I regained my sight
I’m still floating.
I will until I’m old
Cling to your Fool’s Gold.
(c) Slumpless
Wow. This is so good.
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Thank you so much Claudia 🙂 x
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