Just you and me
Perched on the edge of
Oblivion
Memories in our laps,
Time,
falling through our fingers.
Surrounded.
One side by immaculate
illusion
One by the bracing bite of
reality
Perched on the edge of
Oblivion
Memories in our laps,
Time,
falling through our fingers.
Surrounded.
One side by immaculate
illusion
One by the bracing bite of
reality
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