requiem for a glance

buried

so deep

underground

my memory

of you

The sun is eclipsed

why

do i drown

out

the memory

with more

of the same

tripping on trauma

is my only game

can i ever

change

will i ever

leave

this

place

you imprisoned me

locking the door

leaving the keys

in someone else’s

eyes

for me to pry

and sigh

as you watch me

die

in the grave

built

for my memory

of your

eyes

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