Seein' Me Thru' Your Eye

I am the dark                 
                                 Pigment in grey
                    I am the nail that binds the culms
                           Of our Bamboo bridge 
                                 I am the cement
                              That makes up the walls
                             Of the brokenhearted
                        But seeing me thru' your eye
                    I am nothing more than the rope
                            Hanging to your ceiling 
                          For your suicidal ideation
                           You made me the worse
                                          Oh yeah
                                   I don't blame you
                          'Cos medicine kills people
                                  And it also heals
                            It's just how your use it...

#ahroom 
#thePoeticles 
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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