Poison & Wine

I’d blame it on astrology,
But it’s more the lack of apology,
To be frank, between you and me. 

Our horoscopes always say,
It would end up this way,
So I should have known much sooner.

Exactly what you knew then,
You said it times ten,
After all,
Emphatically, verbally, physically.

Hey, let’s embrace,
We’ve been here before,
But I needed a bit more,
From myself is where I’ll find

Cruel and cold
Not my thing anymore 
Was weary, 
And used,
Thin line, fused.









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