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Distance grows, there is no time to waste
As a festering wound, decay
All the light has left your face
Yet your features are schooled
Complacency sits
Do you take me
For a fool?
Love me
Not
S.W.
About the Creator
S.W.
Prose writer with a passion for short stories and poems; focusing my work on the human interaction and perception of emotions, comparing social events to physical atonement.
Comments (3)
It was a good poem dude. Especially the title it was really eye catching. I liked it✨
Nice poem.
schooled features - says a lot. Nicely done.