Thursday, May 10, 2012

Deprivation

Your words plunge to my core

Strangling me of my very breathe
Robbing all glimmer of hope
Of desire, yet I admire
The way you throw those words around
Like your words are what grounds you
Making you whole
While I feel like a fool
For believing those words
That once whispered me into a lull
Of sweet today's and sweeter tomorrows
That was nothing but borrowed chimes and wasted time
All that was is in the wake.

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