Category: /General/My tamed verses
were for you― from the day,
you were born.
must you leave this dark horizon,
trailblazing through my wilderness?
I was not looking
at your helm, what I saw inside your
No holds barred.
I stretch to bend your
rigid thumb, in celebration
That was not physical
through it seeped in every pore
Feigning to be normal
was not true, under the
spell of your mute consent!
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