No need...
No need...
Enjoy time well spent
and regret time wasted.
Clocks don’t tick...
they scream…
It becomes a constant
reminder that eventually,
we all perish.
She understood.
The see-saw emotions in me
were engineered to a roller coaster
as they went
up
then
down.
Left and
Right
I wonder how she did it…
how she managed to stay
still.
When my mental sprinted.
He knows me…
trust is foreign
and heart is confined
heart bursts
as I hurt internally
the blood reveals out my mouth
and he wiped it off with his finger.
I sold pieces of trust to others
and they pawned it for bullets
I bled more.
Before he moved in,
I explained the notice of evacuation.
He responded back with…
“Where do you think I should put this lamp?”
-JayR
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