Poetry · Writing

icy legs

never questioned the answer

from worried lips

shaking like winter is here

the long night is upon us;

you lied-

i know you did but you pretend like i don’t

and like tomorrow will wash it away

scrub and scrub

i can still feel your words biting at my skin

never questioned your answer because it was the truth

in that moment; in that moment

your truth was words found burried underground

and you sold them to me for half off-

lies lie lies

spin your web

i’ll wait here, to see how far you’ll go

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