Neurosis.

by Poet on the Piano   Feb 17, 2016


She loved him like
throwing knives,
kissing the pain
of invisibility
with a butterfly
bandage.

Is it love if he
refuses to see
its shadow?

One day, reality
will cut her too
deep...
and there will
be no way to fix
the wound
of truth.

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