A Nickel For A Dime

by vlm




There’s a mean street in my heart;

It takes me past the no/where

People meet in a final hello.




The tears I breathe drown my sleep

Like all the nights without you.




I awake in a nightmare because

Life is no peace—just us,

But I hold to the dream

That guides me.




I won’t be afraid to make

That leap of faith through

My window of opportunity,




I know the ground will

Rise to meet me and

Break my fall from grace

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