star-crossed

de foxtails

Starry eyed
Stuck in twilights
Dignified in spiraling declines
Resigned
Convincingly polite
A spirit so perpetually contrite

Why
Not
Kill
Unkind time

Feels like I'm spinning
Nothing is missing
Feels like I'm slipping
Hope God forgives me

Ends
Justify
The means

Feels like I'm spinning
Nothing is missing
Feels like I'm slipping
Hope God forgives me

Force fed punishments
Tastes of contempt

Deafened by torment
I play pretend

Lies as lullabies
Don’t ask, don’t pry

Smothered cries
I revel before goodbyes

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