left me with ruddy moments
left me with a wreck
left me with the warmth of her arms round my neck..
with the bucket of potion
eroding acquaintances
juggling with chances and patience
in deep lies the rest with superficial tremors
seeping through the crags pours out the urge
toll on resurrection as emotions surge
the castles of despair the dungeons of dark
seagulls encircling on the futile arch
blue over,blue beneath
carved craters,celebrated haters
agonized temptation
keeps a lid on lust
moments are colored rust
left them so brittle
left them cold...
left them to be desolate left them to endure cold..
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