will drugs even work
if the love i had for you
was strong enough to hold
through time apart
silent periods
of justified hope
like small holes
at the sides of our hands
escaping inbetween
ignorance and circumstance
the cowardice grows
second judgements
of best guesses
that have no place to run
on rainy nights
with wet hair
unrequited desires
brevity of solitude
keeps my mind on fire
letting lose anger
no trigger friendly smiles
bite through my tongue
the trouble will stop
when i finally expire
giving off the essence
of overexposed photographs
where everyone admires
mispoken truths
that hide behind
mistrusted lust
a brigade of liars


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