Fragile. Heart of glass
Broken sonnet. Floating with the dusts
Your death echoes Freedom
Your death changed the way I am
You used to cheat, to lie and deceive
You controlled my breath, you made believe
You'd comfort me by lying on your hairy chest
And made me forget the rest in just one torrid kiss
You had me at my best. You left me at my worst
You pushed me far away with all your might or force
When Karma struck you back, I wish it wasn't this hard
Your death makes me lose my mind, and I can't move forward.
©eugene
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