Collide

There is always another collusion- 

That feels like a collision of promises that were made to me. 

This deception becomes stale. 

And even though I have come to expect it-

I am still easily captured. 

Because right before the dissociation is complete-

I feel the need to lash out one more time. 

Just to let them know what they are about to lose.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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