your smile brings the dark
that I peer into
I think this
watching you
walk out of sight
I prefer
not to see you
bonny lass
not coming
not going
how did Christ die:
they say the weight
of the world
was on his shoulders
my sins
are remembered
in your eyes.
In you
all my madness
and loneliness
seem justified
I will Salinger
my heart away from you
I need to attempt
a resurrection.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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