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Without a word

Or a single touch

Meaning is clear

Intent not so much

Our worlds

Collide and repel

As hearts drink

From this forbidden well

I’ve seen you shine

I’ve seen you slumber

Your despair

And your hunger

You never looked for me

Despite what we shared

Your indifference

I wonder if you ever cared

Your mind howls

Stand firm I must

With no regrets, or recoil

Still there is no trust

A bitter honey

Flows from this hive

Heart long been dead

And yet you are alive

Story’s over

Day is done

No four leaf clover

No ones won