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-the sociopath and I

gently I was lost before I leapt    
impassioned by a view  
which would not render  
beyond simple fascination  
      
recalling forgotten reasons I'd wept            
upon the end of golden smile days            
'twas sharp breath stitching up my sides            
for a fine hearts intention          
may run too far sometimes              
             
thy fall began my death anew            
to saunter away I would not stumble            
and lay what died to rest with you            
beneath the shadow of your soul            
where you hide all those faces            
you can't show the others

-ed
Written by DiscipleofLife (Fenom)
Published | Edited 23rd Nov 2020
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