Everyday that dawns,
you slip away a little more.
The distant stare,
the apathetic eyes.
Your love is as dead
as the roses in
the trash.
Your heart is an
abyss that I'm
lost in forever.
Belladonna drew me in.
The poison kept me there.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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Comments6
Did you meet the devil?
This devil has the seductive features of a beautiful lady !
Yes, I am well aware.
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That speaks accurately of the moment but perhaps it’s a product of wishing for best case and if perhaps additional motivation is introduced then .,.,
Thank you
This really packs a punch. Well done, Thomas.
Thanks, Tom
Strong write!
Thanks for sharing
Thank you
Simply beautiful. Bella Bella bella
Thank you Teddy.
Another really well written expressive poem mate.... I reciprocate your feelings there
Thank you so much.
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