If ever we were…

If ever we were each lie built our walls apart.

I painted a picture of you that wasn’t real and you desired me without love.

There under the moonlight we were entangled in our tragic play. Dancing below the stars we cast our shadows onto our secrets.

We moved together in seasons in a vile cespool of deciet. Yet, your charm continued to capture my attention.

My mirror became my own reflection of hate against myself.

Eventually, the truth of deeds came to light and my heart was left broken but my spirit became free.

Love exist now for my own form as I reflect if ever we were but wandering unconscious souls.


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