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the opposite of desire
I am tired
Of trying to fill the words
With my mouth
When we don't fit anymore;
I'm more silent
Than I've ever been
I've bled all my passions
Like an abortion on the floor
And I don't want to talk about
The reasons why
I've forsaken desire for idle thoughts
And empty days
Logic never ruled my heart
And there's no comfort
In the knowledge that these dull days will pass
Unsavoured
(C) Indie Adams 2014
Of trying to fill the words
With my mouth
When we don't fit anymore;
I'm more silent
Than I've ever been
I've bled all my passions
Like an abortion on the floor
And I don't want to talk about
The reasons why
I've forsaken desire for idle thoughts
And empty days
Logic never ruled my heart
And there's no comfort
In the knowledge that these dull days will pass
Unsavoured
(C) Indie Adams 2014
Published 20th Apr 2014
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