Dull the ache of my madnesses
A smile returns
A fence made plain
Through wires he giggled
It felt secure
Passionate embraces are seldom
enough
Contented in his arms
Breathing in the uneasiness of
the truth
My life precariously rests on a
flying carpet
We could never give her the peace
that the drugs could.
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i'm a fan!
I wrote this about a month ago :) It was one of those spur of the moment things. I like my poetry :) I want to challenge myself and write a book :)
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