TracingA Poem by Matt CunninghamThe downfall of heartsHolding the line that tried to sway my mind while tracing the steps that fell between what I've denied and my desire
I couldn't help but notice I had lost my smile facing the mirror and the oncoming emotional tide you did inspire
But we have nothing left that won't turn vile as we shout and scream until our love has died and our hearts retire © 2012 Matt Cunningham |
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