Sunday, 18 December 2016

Devour

Picture of you splayed on the screen,

Feelings in me filled to the brim,
Your name on my lips is like a melodious hymn,
Brightens my day when its dull and dim,


Thinking of you every waking hour,
Without you by my side I will look and scour,

From the deepest of caves to the highest of tower,

Will I succeed or will I cower,

Or just let the rot and pain devour. 


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