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Poetry

Anxious Love! | Poem

My throat gets dry,
Colors get fade,

Images change,
It has come back strong, dearest.

I’m scared to accept it,
What if I lose my present,

What if I fear to know,
What if I forget to adore,

It has come back strong, dearest.

It has taken my life away,
Those dark screams still shiver,

Tell me, Queen,
I can’t understand the strangeness,

It has come back strong, dearest.

It shall fly away,

It shall smile through me,
Alas,
I’m just one thin line away to sabotage.

©sjwordsmith

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