my heart ached for the roses
although i longed to hold them
i knew they would create chaoses
sharp thorns pricked me
disappeared under my skin
perhaps after all you weren't my yin
my touch-starved body ached for you
although i melted with your kisses
they in sooth tasted bitter
i wish i had gotten the cues
i wish you hadn't left me so soon
you took my soul and left
disappeared into the ether
how do you ever recover from heart theft?
Dec 7, 2018
Dec 7, 2018 at 7:32 AM UTC
my heart ached for the roses
although i longed to hold them
i knew they would create chaoses
sharp thorns pricked me
disappeared under my skin
perhaps after all you weren't my yin
my touch-starved body ached for you
although i melted with your kisses
they in sooth tasted bitter
i wish i had gotten the cues
i wish you hadn't left me so soon
you took my soul and left
disappeared into the ether
how do you ever recover from heart theft?
my heart is withered like an abandoned garden and it's all because of you
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