You run and I’ll chase, I’m sick of this game
your rings, my books on a bedside table,
loving me always, even unstable,
darkness is nothing to a twin flame.
How could words capture the unseen divine?
Magic reality, tip of my tongue,
in love too early, too stupid, too young,
got on that plane thought you’d always be mine.
Two hearts were broken, one mind tormented,
saw me move on, I just pretended,
deluding myself we never ended,
our love a little messy and bended,
just one kiss babe, you know we’d be mended,
remember the days we were transcended?
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Chloe Corcoran
Daughter of God who feels deeply and uses writing to make sense of the chaos of life
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