Title: Fifteen months. Author: littlewordsmith
You left me stranded in oblivion, Despite all the love I planted in your barren fire In faith for summer daffodils to bloom through your dormant hollowness. I bestowed my heart Upon the grasp of your palm But even its steady serenade wasn't sterlingly worthy to you. Your wielded words have crippled me time and time again Paralysing my senses Until my sanity began to decay. But now I've bled you out of my veins And unto my paper for the last era, Inking your name away Untangling myself out of these chains. The moment has come for me to let you go After fifteen months, you’d think I already did so. Comments on "Fifteen months. "
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