Blind death

There is no reciprocation 

Only self defamation 

Looking into a mirror 

Failure runs down your cheeks

Pity fogs your complexion

Pain can’t be seen 

Hiding behind ones eyes

A silence so deadly 

But yet so friendly 

If you’re not willing to dig to reach my emotions

How are you willing to bury me?

🌷(2)

◄ The undertow

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