to carry the zero


whatever it is that love means
it's surely not measured by
the fear of loss
or calculated cost

to carry the zeros in your soul
to pretend she can fill that hole
to save the truth for another day
you let yourself get carried away

  • Author: noah (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 24th, 2020 02:03
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  • Jerry Reynolds

    Very good! Have a Happy Holiday and Stay Safe

    • GON

      Thank you Jerry, happy holidays to you too

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