New attractionA Poem by Alex Vandool
Stabbed into slow action
Slipped when end was nigh Of the everlasting nightmare That makes your old loves cry That's what she thinks she thought you said That's some holy-solely ploy I can't blame the same emotion Sentiment is flying by Like time and beautied demons The ones cowards fear to hate What did they ever do to us Go on tell me - hard luck, you thought too late Be bothered Break some sweat there A second's praising fate Got a hundred By the window Tumbling out and making weight That's what he likes Some compensation shrug Battling on is only patience Courtesy's survival's drug I broke my will a million pieces I spun around atrocious rhymes In endless dark arenas In and out of space and time © 2021 Alex Vandool |
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Added on August 6, 2021 Last Updated on August 7, 2021 Author
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