the slight visions are my authentication of deception
the bare trait of deceitfulness seems to be your definition of an outstanding performance- you won the grand prize you've been waiting for.
along with an unexpected souvenir: ma cœur.
how did i manage to give you something so valuable? were i too vulnerable?
it seems that way, it truly does.
i've forgotten the meaning of truth as a result of you,
without my own realization.
YOU ARE READING
my poetry - kelsey loch
Poetrymy personal work, all written by me - i post them here so i can reflect on myself and my writing easily. writing is my greatest passion, and i hope you love my work. all feedback is appreciated!
