Worn Chords

I try to reach out to you,
I really do…
Every pain I savor
Loosens your noose



can you hear sacrifice?
worn brains escribed with hate
why do you rip out my heart
like I’m bound to this fate





my words only echo
heard from cages
blind mold grows
nearby an inept heart folds

Epilogue:


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