Heart,
stuck on you.
A plaster.
Torn,
from you.
A disaster.
I thought it was...
happy ever after.
But,
the lies,
in your eyes.
Why?
Revenge?
For nothing..?
Someone get me a plaster.
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Author:
Dakota Kanisha (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 29th, 2019 15:24
- Comment from author about the poem: Let me know your thoughts!
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
Thoughts? This is a real gem. No pompous poets talk - just simple language elegantly constructed. Much enjoyed.
Very kind words Michael! This isn’t like my usual style, but I felt as though the construction of the poem built it into something special. Well, not special. But just it’s final form.
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