The silence is dripping
Icing this empty tundra of a frozen heartbeat
Settling the glare of hatred.
I walk closer, exhaling clouds of sweetening crystals
and you stare.
You stare at my confusion as if I know what I've done
A shake of the head shatters any chance of reconciliation
He clenches his fists
He disappears.
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Roses and Thorns
PoetryAn assortment of poems about love, heartache, and finding your way back. (Still a work in progress) -Would adore any feedback
