May 16, 2017

Wrong if you do,
wrong if you don’t
So give into you,
I promised I won’t
I cannot ignore
the burn on my hand
But how did this happen?
I don’t understand
How could your calm
and soft-spoken name
translate into
an object of shame?
No matter the tides
we both drift afloat
Wrong if I do,
wrong if I don’t

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