Past Caring
Love barbs singed my heart, churning feelings of revulsion, flying topsy turvy in every nook and cranny in the heart that once whisked feelings in which I basked with hope, delight and anticipation.
Fed up I wanna break
Free of the shell I now elect
To wrap, cast in my past.
Copyright © John Sensele | Year Posted 2018
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