This piece speaks for itself…
walking side by side
like corpses that abide
abide by boredom
in ungraceful stride
awkward looks
routined ways
together trottin
like a pair of strays
their dying faces
at boring places
tell their story
of past gone glory
loneliness
galore
together
even a bigger bore
rejecting
true desire
afraid of sparks
igniting a fire
surprise surprise
it’s love’s demise
Thanks for the reblog, Susi – I like this!
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Thanks for reading, Ingrid! 🙂
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Bitter truths!
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Indeed! 🙂
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