NaPoWriMo 2021 – Day 9


The lengths I will go to
Keep you on the brink
Of absolute demise brings
My utter delight in the night
Think I thought I saw
You cry out at the injustice
Of all my ministrations
And I just laughed
Never consider the hows
The paths that converged
To bring you here to my
Cliff side as I push harder
Still to the brink
Then down, down you
Must go after all
Once we lost grip on
What is truth and what
Might be your lies
To keep you alive

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