spy

I spy sly whispers on the edge of your tongue

no fun holding back the shame that you’ve won

I spy shy listeners baiting us on

but gone are the days of that sweet summer song

I spy sighs lingering with each breath you take

to face that mistake that made it all break

I spy skies hugging the horizon beyond

but I won’t be conned by a need to respond

I spy eyes open and shut to the past

for nothing could last, be sorry you asked

I spy my own doubt tugging the fray

to forget all the pain

that you caused that day

when you took something precious

and threw it away

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wistful wishing walking back brings about anything but open wounds wiggling their way into a heart turned stone

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