Fathom Deeps
Lost in transition
From move to move,
your eyes have me transfixed
as if we were alone
Unfortunately our room
is filled with
dying memories
Must I always be a soldier
amongst
a war of love?
Never a captain,
Never the victor.
Why do I keep
playing your game
Your selfish little game
Is it your love?
No, that's done me
wrong before.
It must be those eyes.
Transfixed, meant to reminice.
Lost again in those glaring eyes
it feels worse than letting
me live. Letting me love.
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