Love Poem: Sore.
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Written by: Joshua Heflin

Sore.

you are my fear. my state of panic. and you make my heart soar.
falling back on my spiral notebook with tattered corners
to confess my love to you. i spent my time alone as a forigner
to myself when my mind and heart were yours.
but whats this? i see freedom from my personal wars!
i was lost in your razzle and dazzle every time before
but now as i look in from the unstained glass
i see everything you have ever represented or stood for
has been thrown to the wind and i'm left with the vision of a whore.
not of the skin. but for what we see fit as fitting in
a consumer of sin moreso than even i have ever been before
a package for you my dear.
its your soul, thats why i've come to your door.
take the filth from your ear
in that silence, there is a new life in store
and let me just get one thing clear
you are my fear. my state of panic. and you make my heart sore.