a story told by broken jaws

and heart upon my sleeve

i wrote for him

with fingers prone to bleed
no reason,
no rhyme
his paradigm

just damaged reverie
a novel written

on my skin
with my blood

as crimson ink
a battle fought
a battle lost
a war forsaking peace

the book began

can’t change the end

worn pages

filled with dead language

only I can read

I found him carved
upon my bones
love story

and tragedy


LL


a story composed

by a broken heart

exposed

upon my sleeve

i wrote for him

with fingers

prone to bleed
no reason
no rhyme
his paradigm

just damaged reverie
a novel tattooed

on my skin
with my blood

as crimson ink
a battle fought
a battle lost
a war forsaking peace

the book began

can’t change the end

worn pages

filled with language

only i can read

i found him carved
upon my bones
love story

and tragedy


LL

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