Musings

We all have an old knot in the heart we wish to untie
He stared blankly out his window,
She hugged herself and began to cry.
They were facing inconvenient truths alone and to the public,
They told many a convenient lie.
If only they didn’t burn the bridge and would simply try,
Together like Bonnie and Clyde, in each other’s arms they’d die.

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One comment on “Musings

  1. DG says:

    i like thisss

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