white lies
deep cuts
silly jokes
at my expenses
white floors
covered with misguided footsteps
silly us
never reaching for breaks
broken promises
healed with kisses
white was all
we ever wanted
silly reds
were what we have gotten
broken walls
nowhere to hide
neverending fights
on everlasting shattered glass
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Author:
mary.soft (
Offline) - Published: August 24th, 2022 13:20
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
The juxtaposition of the color white with hurtful experiences is so very clever, and adds a wonderful dimension to this poem. Beautifully penned dear poetess.
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