This Is My Defeat - Poem by Chasity Dorsey
them there eyes,
that had me blind,
those tender, loving eyes.
With empty bottles I fed, and
these thought in
and there lay my defeat, mi amour.
My defeat- brown eyes.
you lost me in that thousand mile sea.
You could have never known
that distant speech,
where hearts ache and tremble, slowly
Enough to make a heartbeat think to constantly stop
My defeat-brown eyes.
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