Patterns 

You’ll never be alone,

Yet you’ll always be lonely.

Victim of your game.

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Week Four- The Year of my Heart

Deep like creeks and wood

Is this aching in my heart,

As this book opens.  

Week 3-Reality Dependent


Oh fuck I miss you,

Like some veins miss a needle. 

Like I miss your pain.  

Naked Without Sanctuary 

You were my safety 

Everyone else is dangerous  

I accept this fact 

Week 1- Acquiescence  

So much unanswered.

Lovers shouldn’t be villains. 

I was on your side. 

Responsibility Taken  

Said what I had to, 

Cause losing you hurt too much. 

Of course I love you.  

Last Song 

Dissonant in rapport, 

Your instrument of judgment

And now this song ends. 

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