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Wicked.Wanderer.Whiskey.

Sunday, November 27, 2016

To every forfeit.....

Sand pouring down my toes, waves gushing up my gut
We walked past each other, your eyes brushed my soul
Blank on my face, Blank in my mind, 
Right then my heart yearned for life to rewind.

Someone had left, leaving memories and scars behind
The words from the past, were etched on my heart 
Your sluggish eyes , that stare was one of a kind
Now my heart yearned for this stare, yes it was art! 

From art , to love , this stare was a shackle
We thought our love was then a  miracle.
I am lost finding myself,my mind is still fickle.
I can't talk about love, my heart's turned brittle.
I still stare up the sky, I still stare at the waves.

I have come apart. I forfeit. 

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