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UNTITLED

You can’t suck the venom from my heart

The past has set you and I apart

Silver tears won’t wash these sins away

Your memories are here to stay

Blinded by my illusive smiles

I haven’t felt happiness in a while

Cannot escape this box

Stuck on the time of broken clocks

Fed crisp golden lies

I’ve been sleeping on cloudy skies

Consumed by love’s dark holes

Our once blessed now cursed souls

Reality; a plane neither of us could perceive

Just innocent children—more or less naïve

In the end, we brought ourselves demise

Caught up on the promise of a better life

Too busy searching for everyone else

You managed to lose me, as well as yourself

How could you not grasp, the foul stench of fear

That accumulated over the years?

Am I a mere doll—no more, no less. 

Meticulously crafted only to possess

The fabrications of a moment’s happiness?

But my woes I can no longer suppress

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Valerie Beasley...

Miranda!  This poem is seeped in so much sadness!   It is the slow, persistent deterioration of a relationship.  Love your line "fed crisp golden lies"…yes, I know how those lies are beautifully poured as if the liar is anointing you with a healing balm!

Excellent write!

val

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Miranda Celeste

Thank you very much. I am glad you could understand my poem and its message!

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