I think of you
Not in spite
But to feel
Close
To you
Again.
At least in my thoughts
Our love remains
And I’d shoot
My brains out
To forget.
Love is a conduit
Of true character
Exposed.
And at the gates
You are eyed upon
As unworthy
Unless you are
There
I overcome
All the lowliness
You
Bestowed
Onto me.
If nothing wants to kill me
But you
Because
You were told no
That’s just sad.
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