…Missunderstood (VIII) A stitch in time…

[. .The Black Cat. .]

These ears burn
It can’t be helped

When I can’t yearn
You help yourself

And where they went
I’ll never tell

Must my lament
Keep you as well

You’re so unbound
And here I sit

I’ll go to ground
Beneath this pit

Per chance to dream
I’ve heard them say

Beneath the seam
You’ll walk my way

With tongue in hand
To you he’ll preach

Ending unplanned
What’s yours to teach

Dare you reach
To share your voice

We’ve our sins each
But you’re my choice

My heart remains
Where strings wont tread

He is Hers.
Keep me instead.

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