Killers
Knowing precisely the consequences of my actions didn't stop me.
If anything, it made my desires burn bright
Like a fiery beacon.
Looking back now, I can see
Exactly why things went down the way they did. Yet, still, you whisper:
"Remember me. Don't forget about this.
Silence. That's all I can respond with.
Copyright © Philip T. G. | Year Posted 2016
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