Thursday, April 11, 2013

..I’ll Be Over You…




A way out! I thought with a grin
But I’m few pulls away from the peak
Just got scared of the heights of Love
I fear a potential fall of failure.
Nausea of reality hit me, I’m puking panic
I’m losing my will to go further up.
I could always start again, I muttered.
I'm sliding down the rope of forever
Just as long as a figment of eternity
Only when forever is through
That’s when I’ll be over you.

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