Dust

Dust, dust is everywhere
I breathe it in,
It’s in the air
It coats the table,
Covers the chair
What it claims
The dust doesn’t care
The dust fills my
Lungs, the vents
It's resting places
Make no sense
The dust covers pictures
Of you and me
It chokes me out
I just can’t breathe
I lie still and imagine
What we could be
The dust fogs up
The brand new glass
Burys memories
From the past
My heart is what
The dust claims last
Dust, dust is everywhere
Dust, dust
The history of us

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