Secret Ingredients
Decline
a chance encounter
just glimpse of your face then
you’re lost in the crowd
–
incoming tide-
all these memories
built on sand
Quiet
a prick and a push-
quelling my inner deamons
for just a moment
–
thunder-
reveling in
the sudden silence
Atonement
pleading for my life-
attempting to atone for
the wrongs that I’ve done
–
morning dew-
my sins cast
upon the water
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