Wicker
Heart broken,
Heart unsure,
When we are forgotten,
For we are not pure,
We call names,
We hunt love,
Screaming things,
We never thought of,
To nurse pride,
Lost in shame,
All my heart,
Just your game,
As she runs
As I seek
Now her words
Make me weak,
For she lies,
And I’m lost,
Love is love,
But what a cost.
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