W E D N E S D A Y
after a fall my fate is sealed
i touch to see if you are real
consumed by your sweet adoration
joined by love's own celebration
why am i next to your skin
opening up to let you in?
what did i do to earn your treasure?
i don't deserve all of this pleasure
my heart's in a precarious place
lingering on the curves of your face
but in a moment it could all go away
gone with the wind...lost in space
then i'll get what i am due
ripped untimely...me from you
consequences will prevail
halting happiness from my tale
sure as taxes take their tolls
and reapers come to take our souls
all those passions, big and small
must be paid back...after a fall
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