Friday, August 24, 2012

It Feels Like Rain

I'm falling out of the world we created.
Inch by inch, my grip is slipping.
I'm in love with our eradicated 
Reality.
And it feels like tripping.
It feels like rain.
It feels like falling.
It feels insane.
But I'm coming down.
It's letting up.
Each second 
Closer to the ground.
Each second 
Running out of luck.
I need my fix, my you, my drug.
I'll only need just one more hit..
Of you.
Of us.
Of imaginary love.
So come inside me, fill me up.
Help me forget which way is up.

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