Fingers Eat Dirt
My feet drowned water
My fingers ate dirt
My mouth failed filth
My heart beat yours
While trying to kick habits
You silenced my life
Suffocated spring rain
Melted snow white pleasure
Innocence excluded
My eyes burned charcoal
My toes grew deep roots
My waist encircled
Your hate with metal
Today your cold bed
Will winter and wilt away
The story I needed to tell you
I take with me without regret
Our story ends here.
Mine now begins.
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April 4, 2017
Copyright © Darren White
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