Our distance
Corrupts
And
Abuses me
Why can't I stop
Thinking about
You
And
What I'd do if
You were still here
This thinking
Is working the
Hell
Out of
Angel
But you chose to be alone
And I chose to let you go.
Your sinking by your own hand
As I balance on convulsing waves
All I want is a glimpse of
Your fading
Darkened
Face
Because a fragment of the
Past
can stabilize the
present
I'm trying to balance
But fall
Become consumed
Who knew that
My craving
Could be this hard
To subdue?
YOU ARE READING
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Poetryhere are some poems i've composed in the liberty of my life
