The angry growl
September sky
Breaks to rain
The seagulls fly
Inland safety
Waves distant crash
Against the concrete
Lightnings flash.
The heavy eyes
Forgotten sleep
July a memory
Still to keep
Locked behind
A drunken brawl
The blood stains still
Upon the wall.
Betrayal bows
Nods his head
Her perfume still
Upon the bed
A prickly path
To all who walk
Loves red rose
With thorns that talk.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
Online) - Published: September 16th, 2026 03:03
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