Unlucky ones
- An escape writer
- May 3, 2020
- 1 min read
I stared at her
Her eyes full of bleak
As if she had peaked
Into the future of pain
And disdain
But her lips
They spread wide
Like bush fires on Australian lands
Colombusing through my plains
Catching everything that stood in her way
Her red flames engulfed my tiny heart
Captured it without a thought
Till nothing but charred remnants remained
And there he stands
My lover
Staring at me
My eyes full of bleak
As if I had peaked
Into the future of empty promises
And nonchalant love
Watching my lips spread wide open
Clutching my chest
Hoping to gather the remnants of the only thing he seeks.
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