its been a long time.
since this lived life
wasnt a sardonic punchline.
you say one thing
and paint your face
of opposing colors.
as i sit waiting on your promise.
behind me, the wolves
wait in line. ready to devour
me.
just as your
EwMoPrTdYs
did.
1 comment:
the empty words we all lean on- they can't support all this weight.
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