There is a darkness in you
that's been there
for too long,
and I've tried to
ignore that you're
speaking in tongues,
but this devil in you
bleeds poison
in your veins,
and you no longer care
if you hurt me again,
and I'm backed
into a corner
amidst a tumult of
murdered lies—
I know that you
won't stop
until this love
finally dies.
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Fragments
PoetryPoetry and fragments of my mind. Dealing with heartache, betrayal, sorrow, and hope. Originally posted on Instagram and Facebook.
