Filler by Nolan Boudreaux

Fri, 01/09/2015 - 18:02 -- lbswan


Light fixtures hide your fissures 

You long for reassurance.

We weren't sure of your intentions

Still i double tapped for insurance.

Perhaps it was the meaning

Perhaps the polarized blight 

Perhaps it was the emptiness. I pray hope may reside inside.


I told you that i loved you.

You said it was out of spite.

I tell you ill profess my love for you everyday, if it heats your life.






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