she left her mind
behind
sauntering with her heart
held in her hands
blindly trailing down
this twisted path of love
her soul yearning for
just one more stroke
one more intimate moment
one more brush of his
intoxicating lips
yet the path she sought for
was none other than a
trap
a doom filled walkway
to another eternal heartbreak
waiting to pounce from the shadows
and devour at her heartbroken
tears of weep
- aj
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tainted souls ✎ poetry
Poetrydedicated to the good, the broken and the undeserving a book of my poetry trigger warnings will be placed in chapters if needed - aj
