A walk more like a baby's crawl
The modern day neanderthal
Has more layers than a Russian doll
Who sees what's underneath
His image screams out stay away
The savage games his head would play
A broken clock's right twice a day
It ticks his toxic grief
Emotions he thought gagged and bound
Responded when he heard the sound
Of her heart crashing to the ground
Destroying her belief
Her love so true her nature kind
Her eyes saw that his heart was blind
Insanity will seek and find
The flowers for his wreath
Still flinching when he hears her name
His life will never be the same
A masterpiece it's missing frame
Her sun was warm and brief
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Author:
peto (
Offline) - Published: November 28th, 2023 16:46
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Comments1
Oh,talk about a masterpiece! All your poems are so good! So caring for this person and such description! You know I love the rhyme you do. Thanks for posting it!
Thank you Christina
I always enjoy seeing a comment from you
Keeps me going
Extremely grateful
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