Dominic Riccitello
Oct 11, 2016

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shaken by the sea waves of your mean hands which laid beside twirling your being bleaching the stains clean i hold your knees grabbing your heart three years of a dark filled hole we called happiness i loved your toxic the scrutiny you tossed with blood roses you which were a dime a dozen frozen in the waves that had rust the deepest parts of my loveless soul i felt you glistening under creating things how i said we  instead of i how i loved you more and more every day resentful