Scorn

Alex Arnot

A terminal, infectious virus born

From their chests, the heart was torn

A pitiful shell of life forlorn

These untoward creatures contracted scorn.

  • Author: Alex Arnot (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 29th, 2017 19:02
  • Comment from author about the poem: So much toxicity among everyone. Seems unhealthy
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 14


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