you came into my life
like a sudden sullen interuption
to a still day.
you inserted yourself and I let
you, out of the pure curiosity of
how this will end.
everyday feels like the earth is
shaking beneath my feet.
everyday.
and just like that,
you walked out.
it was an ending I expected
yet my foreseen expectations still hit me with a great force.
i was stitching myself up when he came along,
stepping in your place
he was your clone.
And somehow, for some stupid reason I let the
destruction take place once again.
-why do I do this to myself?
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The Lace Age | ongoing.
Poetry"My head is full of thorns too harmful to leave unattended. " A collection of poems, short stories and free speeches. Copyright Ariana Miriam.
