_wavering_
between pleasures and woes
i trace the fine line
those dewy eyes
soften the hellhound inside
and i'm bleeding at the sight
of anything that has you in it
these shades of you
betray me,
confuse me
these hands
tied in wildflower chains
reluctantly reach out
healing
untangling
this mess we're in
::jar.5.10.06
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