feeble

stuck, all cut up,
lost all senses and, gut.
what? down a new road, back
to where i left,
should be classified as theft.
only lost to be noticed,
never thought i'd lose this.
wish i could have a kiss,
goodbye, nice to forget this lie.
pressed all i had into my,
grotesque heart, i sometimes wish,
i could go back to the start.
she shows me the world,
and the only one who's unfurled, me.
wish i could be your everything,
but somethings better on the other side.
move on and remember our stride,
because i really did try.

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