I wore red
He wore shades of blue
Arm in pain
His words rang true
Spoke 'till night
Blind to what ensued
Chaos behind
Together through and through
Woke up smiling
Floating on a planet of two
I lost myself
He hated to loose me too
-2022.2.13
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A Bed Made of Spiders
Non-Fictionpoems and pondered thoughts about my self-made agonizing world
