I could not look at you anymore...
I want to kill you,
But right now I'm too busy.
I con for love,
But love is so patient
And patience is lacking now.
And it comes
When I don't want it most,
Because when I see time...
I see a ghost.
That's what it is.
A ghost.
And I could not look at you.
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War Underneath
PoetryWords and thoughts about things that are fought within the heart, soul, and mind. The flesh is weak, but the spirit is willing; And the dog you choose to feed will win. ~~~~~ Author Note: I will warn you that words can wield just like a sword and t...
