Sometimes a hollow hug hurts
a buzz word stings
like a game of blame and acid shame
and the very venom we secrete
stills a heart of a simple beat
to hold and to perish
a love well-worn
to fold and to cherish
a beast forlorn.
Jun 18, 2011
Jun 18, 2011 at 7:19 AM UTC
Sometimes a hollow hug hurts
a buzz word stings
like a game of blame and acid shame
and the very venom we secrete
stills a heart of a simple beat
to hold and to perish
a love well-worn
to fold and to cherish
a beast forlorn.