You stand before me like a cross path
Idle and iron
A fierce wrath
A tight turn
For ample mass

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Why is everything about you? Even when I hate you.

The longing, the famine, the growth. The poetry, the damage, the oath.

Everything’s about you 💔

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