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I'm aware
Fully aware that wrong doings
will always be wrong
The broken picture frame tells me
that I will hold onto you
Even if you'll never be just mine
Cursed cards tell me you're the one
I'm foolish, of course I'll listen
This self-inflicted pain is a testimony
of your wavering heart for me
True horror lies in my dreams
Your appearances make me crave you
even when I'm asleep
By morning, you're gone
The sun goes down, you're all over me
This rush in my veins
It blocks my vision
Though, what can I do
when your gentle grazing fingertips,
digging into my bones
feel so right?
What can I do,
when I'm so in love and so petrified?
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Photograph by Me
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Mélange
PoetryCollection of literature by one author. - All written by me - Update whenever I can. Warning: This might be an endless journey.
