Inheritance

When you eagerly love unashamedly

On wings, only your heart can see

You sometimes fall- most ungracefully

Far below the place you thought you’d be

Only to crawl out of the wreckage of a love

That once whispered you sweet nothings

It is there I find, I was only left to hold

The ghostly scars… she bequeathed my soul

 

Poet of the Light© 2018

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