Long ago
They were gone long ago
but I kept my illusions dear
my arms around their ghosts
hugging my own fears
love is a strange flaw
images of what is ideal
we were nothing at all
I now have it clear.
Jessica
Copyright © Jessica Carrasco | Year Posted 2024
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