Evidence

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Crimson


Left behind the evidence
A story with no pages missed
The weight of stolen consciousness
Left somewhere in the mind's abyss
Are proofs that lips were kissed
And in the wake of all of it
Desires rage and hearts remiss


Indemnities are paid in time
With stolen breaths and stains inside
The evidence is left behind
That love once touched this precious life

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allets's picture

Stained Indemnities, Batman!

I liked this poem - inspired by greatness, executed mightily ~ Lady A



Lady A

 

RoC's picture

Ever the inspiration

that one.
"Executed mightily" I love that....it might inflate my ego slightly tho ;)
Thank you


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