Every wire was cut off;
the only thing I'm holding on to.
The bond between me and you was lost.
But my love, I'm here again.
I'll never ever leave your side,
even if I am floating like a ghost.
You're my anchor,
I'm your wings-like that song.
I'll stay with you, whatever the cost.
Poem for May 12, 2013
New rhyme scheme I'm trying out. Early post due to the lack of internet connection in my house. Fuck everything.
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