Tuesday, 7 June 2016

Poem Clingy.

You close in
as the nights will soon
a hug of fire, you consume all
taking in the air
as you live from my life force
you drain all I have
because you are a cuckoo
pushing out all others
until there's only you.
You won't let go
and I can't cope.
...You need to let go.

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