something familiar

a fragrance of perfume

lingers

reminding the heart of

ecstasy

built to extreme measures

with love.

how often a mind

drifts

to a place where heaven

was conceived

between breaths of

believe.

something familiar

tempts my being to

escape

this living hell

as each day is questioned

how much more can you

take

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