Stolen Bliss
kisses from a fantasy
moments of stolen bliss
cold nights that still haunt you
when you dream back on this
memory betraying feeling
in the hole where buried deep
when you explored the options
and out the sieve it seeps
trying to piece it together
trying to find the missing link
but it all won't reassemble
no matter how hard you think
the very things that attract you
oppression that holds you back
salvation eludes your conscience
as your soul falters from attack
the bridge that led to tomorrow
the smoke still in the air
thinking of never returning
now stranded with nothing to share
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