Two Fires of Different Colors
i once again in my life am trapped
couldn't break through
but either way it's lose-lose
myself, or you
for a moment in my life i wanted all of it
but then i realized
you always will be too precious to be mine
and yet i still have tried
you were the best scent
but i chose to leave
for where i couldn't smell you
that's where i can breathe
to live for you is to lie
to live with you is to die
Copyright © Reka Asedha | Year Posted 2018
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