Irony




Irony

Let me entwine you my dear friend
The one who never leaves my bedside
I rely on you as it never seems to fail
You would always hear me squirm and wail

You like to wake me
At every last mark
I look for your interminable quintessence
Waiting for your eyes to peer upon me
To leave that one last impending scar
To say that I am half torn
To laugh at providence’s chagrin

Irony, my dear friend
Let me entwine you



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