Letters-Dear Betrayal,
January 28, 2009
I rise and soar past you on strong beating wings
I curse and roll over you in muddy banks, late at night
I forgive you and brush your face in a gloved hand
I am unsettled by my ability to feel nothing, even after you’ve taken my heart hostage.
Always,
Promise
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