i used to call you by your name
they were the only letters that mattered to me
before you made me hang my head in shame
i guess for you it was the perfect game,
a way to reign over boredom & any lonely rain
but for me,
your name was everything -
whenever i hear it now... all i hear is pain.
it's been a remorseful side on this hill
the only healer for love is painting still,
moving on doesn't patch any bond at all
it only instills that we'll never resolve.
so for whatever it may be,
for however i may see,
i must pluck my eyes out
& flick them far away from me
so that i may have peace.
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Poésiethis is a poetry collection w/ poems i've written recently & started about 3 years ago. i never really been able to express myself in anything other than writing ~ i'm talking about my personal views, love, heartbreak & many other topics. hope you...
