i will tear love away
i will pen it till the ink fade
i will burn it till the ash is grey
i will weep it till my eyes are dry
i will pound it till my fists bleed
i will dance it till my strings break
i will wait it till years slip away
i will tear this feeling away
just maybe– maybe i will
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vertigo; #wattys2018
Poetrythis is for you; i don't shout my poetry off rooftops anymore because i think the world heard me it's been four years since i began writing this book on scraps of paper and receipts so go ahead; read me [lower case intended] [tw for some] [all writ...
