You are… by Faith @Belmont

You’re Eygpt’s warmth coming from the suns core.

You are Monday groaning for the help of Sunday morning.

You are the pieces of time falling from the hands of the future.

You are the sadness of freezing coming from the north and south pole.

You are the taste of candy floss drifting through the air, attracting the attention of wanting children.

You are December waiting for summer with the feeling it will never come.

You are the end.



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