Monday, April 13, 2015

April 9th

 A ring, A car, A needle
Without context seems meaningless
How wrong was I?

A symbol of love
Approved from up above
Without prediction, thereof
A promise

Useful in the means of travel
Until it smashes into the gravel
And the world seems to unravel
Into a heartbreak

A heightened sense of pain
Afraid? Yet I can't abstain
Blaming my brain
An outlet

These three can be caustic
The source of action and influencing
Pulling into the darkness

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