Tomorrow
Through my bleeding heart I cry
My eyes only seeing red
Silent tingles through my body I see you
I see my once happiness through your eyes
My body begins to overheat
But then you speak
Your words feeling as a bandage taping up my heart
I see clarity
In order for me to reach normal temp again
I must forgive
Being angry you consume a lot of pain
So tomorrow I will he...
Tuesday 19th March 2019 12:20 pm
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