When I first laid eyes on him,
It was like a curse.
I felt my heart rise, and gravity in reverse.
His eyes full of hope,
His voice full of mourning
And his lips as cold
As a Shepard's warning.
I said I will wait a lonely lifetime for you.
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Untitled Poetry
PoetryNothing but a bit of random poetry in the form of jumbled thoughts.
