Tuesday 5 March 2019

Reminiscence


A tinge of familiarity strikes
Cigarettes After Sex
An instant addition to my music
I listen in a state of perplex.

The journey follows a similar fashion
Fatal attraction towards the unknown
An ardent desire to unravel the mystery
Tear the differences before they leave you torn.

A cold chill runs down my spine
The lyrics tugging at places forbidden
The handful of your memories buried deep inside
Freely float in the air, no longer hidden.

Captivating powers just like yours
The music seems to have engulfed me in it
Creating a blend of pain and pure ecstasy
I can feel myself getting slowly addicted.





































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