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Before.
We shared thousands of sickly kisses,
Rich in a despair of hits and misses.
For better for worse,
Pennies poor short of the curse.
Your breath is remorse of a forced desire,
An untouched heart beat still available for hire.
The comfortable silence feels all to safe,
As we deny meaningful words lying awake.
Rich in a despair of hits and misses.
For better for worse,
Pennies poor short of the curse.
Your breath is remorse of a forced desire,
An untouched heart beat still available for hire.
The comfortable silence feels all to safe,
As we deny meaningful words lying awake.
Published 28th Jan 2013
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30th Jan 2013 8:31am
Wonderful work. The last line is so familiar its scary. Its nice to read work I can relate to.
