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It’s been seven hours and fifteen days
Still, I can’t find the words to say
I watched the hours all melt away
From this human vessel of blood and clay
I laid my heart out in your hands
Gave you control, gave you command
A wayward ship seeking dry land
All washed away like shifting sand
It’s been seven hours and fifteen days
Since you took my breath away
Love was a game we chose to play
A game of chess, with hearts at stake
Chances taken, choices were made
Your final move, a sharpened blade
Severing ties, making your getaway
Believing you, my last mistake
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (4)
Never to make another?
This is so beautiful, Kelli—great flow and ebb.
Ohhh I love it!!!!! From the photo you chose, to the flow and the power behind your words, I love everything about this 🥰
Very deep tone. Love the imagery and the mood of it.