Cipher,
A cipher I can't decipher,
It seems I'm back.
The emojis are a pack,
I don't know what was the spark, but the fire is burning,
As if the silence and the fight wasn't.
But not quite,
Coz we're more formal now and there's definitely a taste of the sour.
Seems there are still barriers to saw
I like you as you like me but for now limbo's the place,
And a reality we must face.
For whatever reason we're both tense,
And it's something we both sense.
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NAVEL GAZING
PoetryNarrator is stuck in a world of regret and sorrow, get a glimpse of what swirl around in his head and his world view
