Something in the way
Nothing I can say
Every single day
Lives ruined this way
And I would hate
To have to wait
To clean my plate
Until one ate
Her style befounds me
And stuns me profoundly
The waters that drown me
As she swims through soundly
Its only a year now
But I have one fear now
Can anyone hear now?
What I mean when I say?
One is allowed
Really two is nothing
Three is a crowd
For you I feel something
So as the water rises to meet her sails
The room coated in echos of heartbroken wails
If I flip the coin then its heads or its tails
So I follow my heart, till the day that it fails
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The Key of Life
PoetryA collection of poems exploring Religion, Love, a Lust for Recognition, and more.