Cruel Instigation
of my heart
gave me less
than what i took
our eyes match
to light a spark
burning walls
in vein
my atriums Pound
the rushing sound
fills my sense
as i dash
through
cold
dark
hallways
alone,
but for
the Thought of You
i would fly
Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 3:54 PM UTC
