Ant Sims · Feb 9, 2010
triangle

grasping pen and paper
and begging for some peace
these forked tongue
promises
leave me begging
at your
feet

i'd have fought the fractures
id' have fought the faultlines

all i wanted
was those words
all i wanted was to hear you say
be mine

 
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