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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