Poetry. By me. Many of the poems are dark in nature, but not all. Enjoy.
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Rift
Sway, brought in by
Shiny smiles and
Promises:
A chain. You!
Place me here
Shame slathered - beautiful
Band-Aid in place,
Expect no repurcussive flight.
Shudder as I flee, emaciate,
Embrace the smog and rain,
Escape the Thumb of
Grace?
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