Syn Poem by lamia harker
Syn
his lies and eyes
cross me like a sin
and every time he
smiles i want
to give in...
dreaming, kisses
thoughts and his
dreadful
rejection
when i cannot touch
him the way he wants
but i spend all my time thinking
of how much he does..
broken slices of a shattered
dream
and still in thought he begs me
takes me taunts me
and i let him
crying until i drown
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