Curses

Curses

By Allie Marie


The tired cursed with guilt

deny to demand a second look.

The time lays missing behind

these four walls,

though they were built

to feel so small.

So, I will ask what to demand

for a chance to hold your hand.

I lay in shadows

and talk in dreams.

All we ever see

is what it seems.

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