A VICTIM

Posted: April 13, 2018 by lade in creative writting

You get hurt often times,
You slid down the last past
Past of your sensitive cloning
Yet those forms kept you running.

Its hard to love
But when you do,
The world seems to fall
As if nothing is impossible.

I was a victim of love,
I mean a victim to love
My heart has been grinded,
Broken,polished and dusted

These things
Will never be given in bit
Nor in whole.
Am a victim to your love again.

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