CLEAN

The agony of uncertainty
Has taken hold of my daily life
Torn between thoughts of tenderness
And feelings of constant strife

Of what we are to each other
And what we can come to be
Am I holding my breath for nothing?
Have I blinded myself to clearly see

That the end is on the horizon
The decay of the unforeseen
And when the rain comes down and it starts flooding
The rain and tears will wash us clean

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About Alia Sabino

A free-spirited soul always yearning for adventure and new experiences, she writes to make sense of the world she lives in. When given the choice, she always chooses love, whatever that choice may be.

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