"Good night, sleep tight
don’t let the bed bugs bite"
With each word they try to give you fright;
And you, like a coward, didn't dare to fight.
At dawn, you become a knight,
At dusk, you hide behind your plight.
Oh, what good of a prey you are, Sorrow!
Let me settle down deep in you, deep as the marrow.
I'll lacerate you layer by layer.
ask the soothsayer-
about how you'll become greyer and greyer!
- Author: Sahanya__ ( Offline)
- Published: April 16th, 2023 11:38
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 6
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