sensations surge
through my veins
and all accusations
lay on the floor
with my discarded
feelings that love
once provided me
years before when
thoughts were a lot
easier for us to have;
tenderized by unknown
flavors and attitudes,
loosely tied together,
we tore down walls
love built, in the hopes
that life seeks for that
which death always had.
2Aug16
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