Wednesday, August 19, 2015

point of no return.

For a year and so I have spent with him
Not once had I ever thought that I knew him.
And God knows how many stories. How many secrets.
That he hid so deep within the knot in his cage.
And each time they were unraveled and revealed
I found myself covered in wounds.
Slaughtered in the name of love.

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