.WE BECAME THREE,
BUT ONLY IN SILENCE,
BIT BY OUR LOVE,
BIT BY THAT FLEA,
THAT FLEA WAS WITHIN ME,
AND YOU,
OUR BLOOD TANGLED FREE,
WITH PAINS OF PORTRAYED LIVES
LIVES YOU LEAD,
THAT PAINS WITH MY INDIGNITY
THE TRUTH OF WHAT COULD BE
IS KNOWN.
NOT ONLY TO YOU,
BUT ALSO BY ME
THAT FLEA WAS LIFE,
THAT IS NOW NEVER TO BE,
MY EYES SEE,
MY EARS HEAR,
I SPEAK, NOT FOR YOU
TRUTH ALWAYS OF OUR FLEA,
EGO'S TOO BLIND
TO EXCEPT WHAT WAS,
WHAT WILL ALWAYS BE.
EXCEPT MY FORGIVENESS.
I WILL EXCEPT YOUR APOLOGY.
dedicated to you,me and our fleas, with thanks to John 🙈,🙉,🙊,❤ #lovelightlaughter
- Author: illia (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 17th, 2017 13:33
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 57
Comments1
Nice Write!!!
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