almost, we will be.
Mind after mind gambols
trough steel abyss
no way to escape.
I'm swallowing regrets,
pouring out lies,
immune to concoctions
for you are the only panacea
for this pain.
A transgression i made,
violation from yours truly
thick facade to this heartbreak.
So you wouldn't find out.
So you wouldn't.
Oh but if only you know
how many nights i thought
your name was heartbreak.- - -
edited
17-07-2019
jc
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Poetrythe melancholic part of me that wants to be exposed - p o e m s -