Fictiononfiction
defied by hell
beside myself
i tried to tell
this lie so well.
if only my skill
postponed by will
was holy not ill
with lonely eyes still.
but this cursed sigh
cuts worse inside
so immersed i writhe
in this hearse i ride.
Copyright © Lxnnnie Rutledzh | Year Posted 2016
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