Short Tradegy Poems

until you send for me
until you see
me
walking on egg shells
one whisper away 
from this glass house
crashing down
until you re-plant 
me
and until you
re-anchor me, re-center me
h---, just re-write a new ending for me
romance
tradegy
balanced...

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if you knew this play to be a tragedy
would you still run through these lines with me

if i were a siren
would you find your fate on the rocks

& if i were a phoenix
would you be a moth

this addiction's got me thinking
about the truth in tradegy
about the lies we tell ourselves
to blur the lines between
what we are & what we wish to be...

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