Wednesday, June 24, 2015

walking on by

you can leave

you can pass
on by
at your earliest

you can
let go
and walk

but my heart
is still beating
like it did

my breath
is still catching
like it did
in the nights
of question

when the moon
blinded our eyes
from the truth
of the matter

and the darkness
hid our shame

walk by me
once more
and see

what you 
drug out 
of me

and what
shards are left


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