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Tragic October

Stitches our tattered bond every doubtful night. But your lies, keep ripping us apart. The curtains patch our battles from the world to hear.

This poem is written by Taskia Alam and shared with The Ugly Writers for the month of July.

 

Tragic October

 

Written poems over your name;

while you mark down your love under my skin with alcohol-rubbed needles.

I’m your harmonica;

That plays her chores in order.

This tragic October.

Melancholic haze sinks in the air.

My discolored skin, like a dry rose.

Under this roof,

you play the role of a gaslighter.

My forbearance,

Stitches our tattered bond every doubtful night.

But your lies, keep ripping us apart.

The curtains patch our battles from the world to hear.

Tragic October.

Even now I hold us together.

 

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