alone and feel so cold.
aging drastically becoming old.
content in grace
another aging face.
laughter beyond all of us.
breathe in a feeling they call love.
chasing my nightmares,
in my dreams.
falling closer to what it seems.
longing for what they call love.
wishing that I would be enough.
count down til the broken ones fall.
laughter through it all.
holding on to what is pain.
creating monsters, that are insane.
catching pieces as they fall.
laughter through it all.
©terrylin53
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