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lost was with out you
#WritcoPoemPrompt2
In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone your spirit solidified in my arms.
A trick up my sleeves like a magic you respawn.
Not in the dawn but in dreams it's beyond my wonders.
I imagine an image of your picture stuck with moving scriptures.
Describing sweet surrender as I rendered an escape of my thoughts.
It was impossible that I couldn't handle.
© MXcanete
In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone your spirit solidified in my arms.
A trick up my sleeves like a magic you respawn.
Not in the dawn but in dreams it's beyond my wonders.
I imagine an image of your picture stuck with moving scriptures.
Describing sweet surrender as I rendered an escape of my thoughts.
It was impossible that I couldn't handle.
© MXcanete
