The thin lineA Poem by timthyExplains itself
Old scars ripping open
Scabs peeling as a token Salt cured wound of love Festering and broken Cursed be Your devious eyes Trapped helplessly In a webbing of lies I curse your namesake Oh daughter of Eve In alliance with the snake You deceive , I believe... I love you! Were you just unaware Of this heartache so vital? Or did you just not care Had me damn near suicidal To grow old together Always hoped that we would Mere words stormy weather Promise to keep promises good I would have killed for you I would have died for you Blood as tears spilled for you All those tears I cried for you... I hate you! © 2016 timthy |
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1 Review Added on November 25, 2016 Last Updated on November 25, 2016 Authortimthycoloniial heights, VAAboutI am a sagittarius, I write based on ultimate highs and surrealistic lows. I usually don't cover the middle ground. Not pessimistic, not optimistic, just REALISTIC. I look forward to critiques, and be.. more..Writing
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